Thistle & Lu

I get lost easily.  For some reason I always think I know where I'm going... until about half way there I realize I have absolutely no idea.  But, I feel that as my husband for almost four years now, Drew should know this about me.  And he should insist that we Mapquest things before we leave.

This weekend we were out and about, finishing up some Christmas shopping.  We were on the Plaza and I got Drew to agree to lunch at Lulu's and a stop by Thistle.  Really I wanted to go to Thistle and I knew it was right next to Lulu's.  And I knew where Lulu's is because I always see the sign when I'm driving around downtown.  So I figured I could find both.  I was wrong.

After driving up and down the streets of downtown KC looking for a little cartoon asian girl on a building, we were about to call it quits (our Thistle search, not our marriage) when Drew spotted Lulu!  We parked and walked all around the building looking for Thistle.  I swear Lauren said it was right next door.  I was very disoriented.

So we put off our search and headed back to Lulu's for some noodle-goodness.  We split the Pad Thai.  It was so good I did the happy fork dance... with chopsticks.



Happy Chopsticks.



We also shared a plate of dumplings: half pork, half veg.  The waitress asked us the most ridiculous question: "Fried or steamed?" 

Fried.  Always fried.

Fried dumplings.

Seriously, the food was amazing.  Amazing.  Drew decided he likes the tofu better at Blue Koi and I decided he is crazy.  Crazy. 

Drew don't know jack about tofu.

We started getting crazy and dipping everything in the chili sauce.  Whoa, that stuff is hot.  Hot!

Holy Hotness Batman!

Drew inquired again as to what Thistle is.  As I'm not exactly sure, I started off by saying, "Well, it isn't an antique store..."  which immediately set him off.  Drew holds a grudge against antiques ever since I made him walk around the Mission Antique Mall with me and he got super creeped out by some super creepy stuff. 

So I tried to back-peddle and describe how Geri has the most amazing vintage stuff in her house and she can make old furniture into new and she is totally awesome.  Maybe I didn't do it justice because Drew said it sounds like a hippie store.   Then he explained that there are two things he hates in this world...

Antiques & Hippies.

I told him he better check his compost bin in the backyard because I'm pretty sure that is the calling-card of hippies.  Just ask the neighbors.

Back to Lulu's.  So now you know I think it is wonderful and fabulous and probably couldn't get any better, right? 

BUT WAIT!!!

Oh no they didn't.

Yep, they sell Glace ice cream.  Stop it.  I'm never leaving. 

Our super-friendly waitress gave us directions to Thistle and explained that Lulu's had just moved last week to a new location.  That's why I was so lost and confused!  I knew I wasn't that directionally challenged.

We made our way around the corner and spotted it!

Ta da!

I snapped a photo as we approached the front door... and discovered it was closed.  Drew was not amused.  I was devastated!  Apparently I read wrong... I thought they were open every weekend before Christmas, but they were actually only open on Fridays before Christmas.  Dang it!

Anyone want to join me for some Thistl-ing in January?  I know just how to get there!