So a bunch of went out to dinner for a birthday at Mai Thai in Alexandria. The food was good, the company was good, all in all: a good night. So why am I writing about this boring shit? Because I now realize that I have the maturity of a 3 year old. How did I reach this conclusion, you ask? This is how:
There is an item on the menu called "Ka Pow," a choice of beef, chicken port, or combination seafood sauteed with ground fresh pepper, garlic, and Thai basil leaves. It was actually quite delicious. But the main reason that I ordered is was so that I could say "Ka Pow" like a Batman sound effect. (WHAM! SOCK! KA POW!) I could not stop snickering at the name. I said it as often as I could and with as much cheesiness as I could muster in public:
TO THE WAITER: Can I have the KA POW with beef?
TO MY FRIENDS: This KA POW is pretty good!
All in all, I am 3 years old. One day I'll grow up and act my age, just not anytime soon, and not as long as there are restaurants serving dishes with great names.
KA POW!
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