Despite having a tremendous amount of hype to live up to, Feenie's managed to even exceed my expectations friday night in both food and service.

They turned the unpleasant experience of a delayed reservation around by comping us drinks while we waited and dropping a full cheese and charcuterie plate down almost the moment we finally got seated.

The duck confit to start was perfect; duck confit, butter lettuce and raddicio in a hazelnut bacon vinaigrette with blue cheese and poached pear. Easily some of the best $12 I've ever spent and a perfect combination of flavor and texture.

The braised beef shortrib to follow was great, but the pork tenderloin enjoyed by others stole the show. Moist and flavorful and perfectly matched with squash and swiss chard, it told me I was wrong about tenderloin which I generally associate with being dry and boring.

My own dessert of chocolate fondant didn't stand out particularly but the sharing spoonfuls of the other desserts gave me a much better impression. Service was attentive, friendly and actually fun, helping keep the mood light and tension free.

For such a highly anticipated evening (of which I am generally extremely critical), I had a great time. Make a reservation, bring a small wad of money and enjoy yourself.

In the event of an actual fire in my building, my cat will have to stay behind and burn because the fire alarm freaks him out and he won't come out from under the bed.

My favourite halloween costume to behold is most definitely that of "slut".

I got talked into going on the vancouver trolley company's haunted tour which consisted of a visit to the old coroner's office in the downtown east side and a stroll through a cemetary (and of course, cruising around the city a bunch). The tour wasn't so scary as most of the stories were focused on brutal unsolved murders in the city which were really just a touch depressing more than anything else.

The scariest things on the tour were really seeing a crack whore tweaking out when the trolley stopped near the police museum and seeing a very dead rat in the alley we had to walk down to get to it. (well, the rat scared the ladies at least).

Maybe you should just watch the ring instead.

yeah, this blog sucks lately. It always does when chicks are up in my airspace.

hmmm... the tongue that my cat licks me with is the same tongue that he cleans his own anus with...

Allan new guy tags me to post some bullshit about 10 random things that make me happy and since I have nothing better to post or report due to my weak mental state:

1. letters. on paper. written by hand.
2. recorded music
3. watching people or things get destroyed
4. rocking out (though I am pretty shitty at it)
5. people telling me how good my cooking is despite me being very aware of the fact already
6. attracting flies with vinegar
7. when girls I love love me back
8. fried chicken
9. spending an entire day doing nothing without having to feel guilty about it
10. sharp knives and a big wooden cutting board

Now I'm supposed to tag five other people to do the same but that's gay. So if you have an interesting ten things just post a link to your site or post the 10 in the comments.

oh, fuck it. Funniest waste of time this week is listening to this very long clip of picard trying to get into riker's ass.

The most important question I have to ask you right now, is what is the most important music that I am missing out on right now?

There are some pet owners that treat their animals as though they were children and it seems I am one of those.

Just tonight I bent down and farted on koshka's head and if that's not good parenting, I don't know what is.

Steven Seagal now delivers a true asian experience in an energy drink of monolithic asian proportions.

It's only fitting that such an incredibly asian product be brought to us by such an immensely awesome and powerful asian man like Steven Seagal.

My mother has a smart ass child:

mom: Did you get a litter box for your cat?
me: mmmm.... no.
mom: then where's he gonna do his business?
me: on my bed?

mom: did you get him cat food?
me: mmmm.... no.
mom: what's he gonna eat then?
me: the shit he's unloading on my bed?

What's a cooler birthday gift than a handful of gift certificates?

Turning someone's desk into a big pink birthday cake.

(no, it wasn't my birthday)

The elevators in my building always smell like old chinese people.

I was told my cat's name was retarded until I mentioned that I wasn't the one who named him, at which point the name then became sooooooo cute.

him: You should see what happens when you don't jerk off for a really long time.
me: You mean like when I have to come into work?
him: ...