J T.
Yelp
The moon rose thick and gleaming over the horizon, sited perfectly down Broadway from our vantage point in the plaza. No doubt the ancient druids who designed Arlington forecast the rising of the full moon on this portentous date and laid the very streets to amplify its psycho-spiritual impression.
We sat on a public bench and awaited the arrival of our longtime chauffer, Gustavo. Night was falling and the air had turned chill after the first day of summer heat. We huddled together to conserve warmth. Blast! Where was Gustavo with the limousine?
Our destination was the Thai Moon restaurant some 3 blocks away. We could have walked but Gustavo assured us it would be easier to drive. He was always making seemingly helpful suggestions that ended up screwing up all our plans like that.
Thai Moon does not take reservations on the weekend, due to the veritable flood of patrons that burst upon it at 6pm every Saturday and Sunday. I was afraid we would not be able to find a suitable table if Gustavo took much longer. Then we would be forced to squeeze into one of the undersized tables for 4 along the wall, where you were almost assured to spill your thai-iced-tea with the slightest movement, drenching the table in a spicy orange bath.
Finally Gustavo appeared, but he was driving a 1998 Toyota Corolla. "Sir, the Limousine was towed, I had to take this one, it's was the only thing i could find."
"Good God," I exclaimed, "Did you steal it!?"
"I'll bring it back before anyone notices it's gone."
Satisfied, we piled into the back seat of the Corolla and sped off towards the Thai Moon.
Gustavo dropped us at the restaurant and quickly drove off. Little did we know the trouble he would get himself into while we ate.
Once seated, we ordered the crab rangoon apettizer and I had a bowl of Tom Kha soup. The broth was tasty but the chicken was bland and there was little else in it- disappointing. My yellow curry was good. We had fried ice cream- good- but they charged us twice for it. As expected, my compatriot did indeed manage to spill a thai iced tea all over the table.
I would go back, but I would probably walk, especially because there is not much street parking and because Gustavo is liable to end up stealing a car and spending the next 3 weeks in jail before we realize what has happened, like last time.