Tisher and I went for dinner tonight after work to Panang down the street. The Panang was thin, barely tasted of anything, no spice, no peanut flavor. There was a crazy amount of actual curry sauce, little chicken, and maybe one sliver of a red pepper which you can see above. That was the only one. It was a huge disappointment. The crab rangoon was good but as Tisher put it, how can you mess that up? Tisher and I caught up, talked about work, improv, and our love lives. Despite the uninspiring curry, it was a lovely dinner. Would I go again?
Only with Tisher.
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