Stop it stop it stop it.

It was bad enough when Kiev was bought out, closed for a bit, and reopened with a hideous pink and shiny-brown-wood interior with the name changed (and clearly a global search & replace had been done on the menu, which meant "Chicken Kiev" was then "Chicken Whateverthefuckitwas"). The food was still the same. Then they sold it again and it was still hideous pink but at least it was Kiev again.

Now, I understand, it's been sold again...and "updated". Asian fusion and ginger creme brulee all over the menu. At KIEV! Because the city needed another goddam Asian fusion place, suffering a terrible deficiency in them as it is. King Missile did not write about having a dainty breakfast of lemony mushroom-and-leek pierogi, I do know that. Bring back my potato pierogi and blintzes and cranky Ukrainian waiters, you corpse-raping baby-killing bastards.

Update: A quote: "We're trying to lighten it up and make it more interesting," explained John Mudd, one of Kiev's owners. "The food and décor were so heavy and bland before." KILL KILL KILL

For those of you who have no idea what I'm screaming about, a rough equivalent is Hasbro's chief designer, after buying Avalon Hill, saying that any game worth playing should take less than an hour.

YAY

Pooky Night consisted mostly of utilitarian shopping: Steve needed a new raincoat (success), we needed padded china storage for his mom's good china that we brought back (success), I needed a new gi (fail! All these huge warehouse-y sports stores and none of them carry 'em) and a frame for my ninja license (success, or at least I think so, I have to see how it looks in the frame), and we needed a bed frame thing for the air mattress (fail...apparently I hallucinated the existence of such an item). Secondary objectives achieved: new pillows, a sundress, and a pair of black capri pants.

That's not YAY, though. YAY is for the new Japanese place that has opened within easy walking distance of our house. It's small, friendly, reasonably priced, has pleasing decor, and the food is excellent. This has almost gotten me over the whole Kiev thing.

Now I just have to make up nutrition data for sushi.

Pre-bed ramblings

Mmmm...thunderstorm. (Minor yay: I don't have to worry about watering the plants tomorrow.)

I'm stuffed utterly full and I'm still only at 1155 calories. Clearly I need to pace myself better. Also, the finest I seem to be able to cut it is 20% calories from fat. I think I'll just hang out there for awhile and see how it goes, rather than pulling my hair out & similar agitas trying to force it below 15%.

Steve is happily ensconced in multiplayer Call of Duty, as they have a new patch which has stymied magic-aiming-bot cheating for the moment. (I finished saving Europe^W^W the single-player version this weekend, which is highly appropriate with Saturday being V-E Day and all.)

Bed now.