I have been on a thai food kick lately. Friday night a few weeks ago, we decided to venture into the ghetto where I work, to get some thai. When we got there, we had to park a couple blocks away near a few apartment complexes. As we got out of the car, I thought I heard the tail end of a gun shot, then I saw some people frantically running around and heard a few screams. As my boyfriend and I grew up in ghettoish neighborhoods, and are completely and totally jaded to bad things happening, we kept on with our conversation about future christmas present purchases for our family, even though some kind of lightbulb was going off in my head, and even despite me saying, something is going down or about to go down over here. He shrugged his shoulders, I gave up, and we went to get our eat on. This story gets more interesting later.
The food was good. Lots of choices, a gorgeous colorful menu, and very attentive service. We got thai dim sum as an appetizer, ginger fish, and pork red curry with steamed rice. Everything was tasty and just the perfect amount of spice. My only complaints were that the curry was pretty thin (almost seemed to be of a watered down quality), and the portions were honestly kinda small. I finished still hungry and without leftovers which is unheard of for me and thai food! They also gave us some free mango sticky rice that was super delish! Also, I must mention the ecclectic decor of this restaurant. It is an old house turned restaurant, complete with a t.v. playing supernanny(my friday night favorite!), and your grandma's peach furry toilet seat covers!
Fastforward to after paying the bill, walking out of the restaurant back to our car discussing the food. I see about five cop cars on the street where we are parked.......hmmmmmmmm. Then I look to my immediate right and see two cops standing with a spotlight and a sniper rifle pointed at one of the apartments in the building we are parked right next to. Needless to say our car was baricaded and I was paranoid, so we went back into the restaurant to have a beer and wait it out, or so we thought. After one beer and about 15 minutes talking with the owners and their family who were so overly apologetic and concerned about us while this was happening by the way; I was restless. I made Tim go ask the cop if we could somehow drive on the sidewalk and maneuver our way out of there, he said no. Meanwhile, there is still a police stand off happening (apparently someone choked someone, has a weapon, and two hostages.....something related to drugs, i don't really know). It's getting close to closing time of the restaurant so the owner and his daughter offer us a ride home, nicest people ever. They felt so bad that we were parked over there, they even said next time you come, come inside and we will move our car so you can park in front, so sweet. Their whole family was also there watching the stand off like fireworks at Disneyland. So after a slighty awkward ride home, and picking up our car in the middle of the night after calling the police to see if it was all clear, I decided we are obligated to go back here and thank these people, and eat again! Luckily though, they are opening up a location closer to our house on 7th street by the school at the end of this month, so we will be going there instead. Oh the LBC, you so crazy!
p.s. she also told us that the new location would have new choices, a slightly more sophisticated ambiance, and a brand new take out menu; well color me excited! read more