I should probably start working on my facial expressions now

Posted on June 30, 2009
Filed Under Daily, Life in L.A., Wow | 7 Comments

Although the three months that The Boss and I spend apart were challenging at times, I have to say that the one good thing that came from that period was that I was able to get back into my normal, healthy eating habits. Living with a boy is tough on a girl’s hips, you know. All the junk, all the fatty foods, all the late-night snacks doused in chocolate chips.

Sheesh.

When I finally packed my bags to move to L.A., I told myself that I wasn’t going to get back into the newlywed eating habits I allowed myself to succumb to in the early months of our married life. But when I got here, The Boss took me to a really nice sushi place in Santa Monica, right by the ocean. The sushi was yum, but Dear God in Heaven, I squealed when they brought our dessert — mochi ice cream.

If you’ve never had mochi, or mochi ice cream, I suggest you drop everything right now (unless you’re holding a baby — please gently move him/her to the side) and go find an Asian grocery store. Mochi is eaten year round in Japan, but is also made specifically for the Japanese New Year. It’s basically a rice cake, made from glutenous rice that is pounded and mashed until it takes on the consistency of a gooey paste.
Back in the D.C. area, a few of our favorite sushi places serve mochi ice cream, but the Asian markets only sell the regular mochi with beans, which I’m not a fan of.
People in Hawaii and Taiwan also eat mochi, although their recipes differ slightly.

So The Boss takes me to Santa Monica, where after our waiter brings out the raspberry mochi ice cream with white chocolate, and the green tea mochi ice cream with fresh berries and mint, I couldn’t stop laughing because I was so happy.
When I finally did stop laughing, I ate three bowls by myself AFTER we already had our appetizers and dinner.

But oh God, IT.WAS.GLORIOUS.

I have a job interview this afternoon, which if you know my track record, isn’t the best place to go after you’ve filled your belly with ice cream. The Boss left me his car today, so this will be the first true test of whether or not I can drive in L.A. My interview is in Beverly Hills, (I’m auditioning for the new 90210) (no, I’m not really) so it’s a pretty short drive, which means I can’t get too lost.
I hope.

It’s nice to have a permanent address now because it makes job hunting a lot easier. While The Boss was here, and I was back on the east coast, I was sort of in a job hunt limbo, but you know me, it doesn’t matter where I am, the bottom line is, I’m always working reeeally hard.

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