Goethe called and inquired about rescheduling Tuesday’s canceled class to tonight. They really want to mess with my head, don’t they?
Takorea You Say?
I met up with my friend Hank, who also has restored power (John, this leaves you. How’s your situation?) for lunch yesterday. Hank, who works near 17th/Spring, and I walked down to Takorea. I have heard of this restaurant, and apparently driven past it as well as the glass-sided swimming pool across the street, nearly daily since joinin “XYZ Corp” but have never noticed it.
The food is typical for a midtown Atlanta (and elsewhere?) restaurant these days. Takorea serves fancy tacos/burritos with a Korean twist, for an arguably high price. I had two tacos — Korean BBQ ($3.25), KFC: Korean Fried Chicken ($4.25) — and ordered a side of GQ Dip which is chips and queso with a Korean hot sauce mixed in ($5.00). Everything was good, but not much different that many of the meals that can be eaten elsewhere. Would I go back? Sure, but it’s not a “must return”.
In addition to getting a little lunch exercise, and my giggly dadbod is telling me that I need far more exercise, I had an another motive for eating at Takorea. Along the return path from Takorea to “XYZ Corp” stands Shep’s Midtown Ace (for whom I could not find a website) where I picked up a quart of bar oil for the new chainsaw. Bar oil? Seriously? Why is this not included with the chainsaw?
All Gone. Well…
Yesterday afternoon I left the office a little early to head home and play Paulie Bunyan.
To put some of your minds at ease I decided that for the smaller branches, of which there were many, I’d use the new bow saw which sat in my basement instead of the chainsaw. “Safer, and will elevate my heart rate” I thought aloud. After plowing through numerous branches it was time to fire up the chainsaw and do some massacring! I filled the oil reservoir with bar oil, plugged the bad boy in, and commenced to slicing and dicing everything but myself.
Having broken a sweat already I decided to take away one of the other pesky branches, oh there are more, that lives in my backyard. And by the time I was done with the second one I was also done with doing yard work. So much more to do…
Cleaning Up My Act
I am penning today’s blog post from Midtown Wash, which is thankfully open at this time of the morning as it should be.
On my docket today is work, duh, a haircut, and perhaps an appearance at CocoHeads Atlanta tonight.