Tristan's birthday party meant dinner at his house. Michael repeated the bo ssam from last summer, and it was once again outstanding. There was also the option of pulled pork sandwiches with BBQ sauce and a vegetable slaw. I tried that too, to be polite. In fact, I was so polite that I had thirds. We brought a salad, which was fine, but in Homer Simpson's immortal words: "You don't make friends with salad". Even if you put chick peas on it.
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