Dino’s fried rice is still nostalgically good but the presentation has changed slightly and it looks less impressive, compared to a mountainous heap of rice.
I also picked at some chicken pie. I remembered it to be a lot stewier and er, bigger. What changed? Was it me or the chicken pie?
But I guess that meant more room for a carrot cream cheese slice.
I thought I was pretty set for dinner after a continuous stream of snacks including granola bars and steamed sweet potatoes. However, 5 minutes into Bobby Flay’s Boy Meets Grill, my stomach went Girl Meats Grill and conveniently called out for some barbeque leftovers and a handsome hunk of homemade ham that Yang made earlier. Que meat sweats.
All that salty stuff could only mean one thing - Haagen Daaz's vanilla ice cream for dessert =)
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