(image courtesy of yelp.com)
Two Thursdays ago we held a little "good-bye" dinner for Andy, our summer construction manager. Andy is currently a senior at the University of Arizona, and also works for a Sheraton in the area. Needless to say his invaluable customer service, organizational and language (he spoke Spanish!) skills are sorely missed.
Anyway, a group of ten of us (Rebecca, Rohan, Paras, myself, Umang - who was also Andy's roommate - Jenny, and some mutual friends) descended upon the Green Village Restaurant on Valley Boulevard in San Gabriel. We had a great time, great food, a lot of lobster, and even more laughs.
San Gabriel was a little bit of a culture shock for me, though. But then, I think the word 'shock' carries a negative connotation. The shock I experienced at the restaurant was a good one. It was a little bit like that first sip of coffee in the morning. An eye-opener. An awakening. I'm a Filipino-American, born and raised in LA, culturally aware as the next girl but American as apple pie. I had a blast in San Gabriel navigating the language barrier. Tasting authentic Chinese cuisine. Accidentally breaking my chopstick trying to coax some lobster out of its shell. I couldn't believe I had lived in Los Angeles all my life and never ventured to Valley Blvd. Panda be damned. I hope this is how all of our national and international tenants are experiencing LA: with bewilderment, wonder, and joy.
-Nancy Dabu, STUHO staff
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