As I got older, the less we spoke to each other though. That didn't mean our closeness changed though. There was always this silent understanding between us.
Being that he lives in Las Vegas now...there's amazing food everywhere. Every kind. Multiple fusion blends and it's always hard deciding where to eat.
When we were in Waikiki, we went to a place called Mango Mango. A dessert place that had mango everything. Ice cream, fresh fruit, fruit juices, lychee jelly, boba, all sorts of random Chinese toppings.
I had a random thought and wondered if maybe Las Vegas would have one. And wouldn't you know it??
There is one here - it's only like 10 minutes from Dad's house.
So we went on a date. He didn't know about it, so now he has another place to hit up if he ever wanted it. I also told my friend from high school, who I met up with the other day, about it so she could go with her family.
Anyway. It was as amazing as it was in Waikiki. This was a sit down situation though, versus counter service like in Waikiki.
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| I mean, come on, so cute!! |
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| I got the same thing I got in Hawaii - mango ice cream, fresh strawberries and mangoes in a strawberry sauce with lychee jelly. |
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| Dad got coconut ice cream with mix fruit and mango on the bottom |
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| This is how the check comes. Like, are you kidding? |
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| I couldn't leave without some takeout. Mango crepe cake. |
I enjoyed it while I logged into my work computer at 5:30am local time.
After a few hours of work meetings and trying to catch up from a holiday weekend, Dad and I went to lunch.
We were thinking sushi maybe, but then last minute decided on Vietnamese. Pho to be exact.
And it was everything I dreamed of.
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| I was not planning on getting a Boba drink from here, but I watched as 3 people ordered it from the same table, so I assumed it had to be good. It was. |
I leave tomorrow and will not have the capability to go out and eat again.
But I can get food delivery....
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