The six of us going to the sing-along decided to meet for dinner beforehand at
One has the choice at Thai Grille, of mild, medium, or hot level of spice on one's food.
Three of us, me included, chose mild, two of us chose medium, and one chose medium-plus.
The presentation of each dish was colorful and appealing,
...but do not ask me what my crispy pork or cute carrots or any of the other items on my plate tasted like; after a a few bites my tongue was on fire; by the time I'd finished as much as I could my tasted buds were totally seared and I couldn't feel my lips. I wanted to call 911 to send out the ice-cream brigade, stat!
And I'd ordered the mild level of spice.
The others agreed that the heat of the food, even the supposedly mild level, was intense, but then some do like it hot. Not moi.
After our spicy, spicy meal at Thai Grille we walked to Java Central,
Perhaps we didn't succeed in singing away the world's troubles back then, but it was fun to spend an evening singing away our own for a couple of hours, and in singing the old songs, to be, for a just little while, young again.