Vietnamese

Just at the point in the summer when I was starting to get really nihilistic, free dance camp appeared, like a dream. I told no one about it, not really believing it could be true. But sure enough, this morning I dropped the girls off at Action Dance in the Nalley Valley. Not only was it really a free camp, but the owner did not appear to be an axe murderer and the classrooms are really nice.

Surely not here, you say. Well, you have to use your imagination a little, but if you concentrate Le-Le almost feels like an outdoor garden cafe.

That's what it feels like, sometimes. Littlest enables my Vietnamese food obsession by requesting "the place with the grape soda" at least once a week, and off we go.

Sorry. Could not resist. Before our trip to Terry's Berries yesterday, my friend and Lincoln District resident took us out to lunch at Vien Dong, a popular Vietnamese place on 38th.