Saturday night. Chinese restaurant next door to the Rusty Bucket. Felt as much Nebraska as Indianapolis. I'm in a hooded sweatshirt. The 18 year old waitress can't advise or touch the wine. She hates kimchi. So I order seafood ramen, and yes it's ramen right out of the 25 cent package. My mistake. Not in Los Angeles.
Dad orders cashew chicken. I see if he remembers anything of Ava Gardner. She was "sultry. More sexy, than an actress." He couldn't place a film.
Found two old photo albums back home.
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