
After getting lost (I got Buck Jones and Jones Franklin confused, really, who would put those roads so close to each other, in Cary, which is already confusing) I finally find the place, get the ingredient and the next day, make the dish.
After an initial tasting I decide to add tomatoes and basil to the mix. I cut the chicken a little more thin. Believe it or not this meal almost resembles my favorite dish at Sawatdee.
Later in the day, I bake cupcakes. Diane does the frosting. The cupcakes are for a friend who loves bugs so she goes with a ladybug theme.

This inclination to cook and bake is a little disconcerting.
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