The lovable, Toby, was in town again, this time for the Disneyland marathons going on over Labor Day. Tonight, he invited the LA Crew to a Mongolian Hot Pot Restaurant in Pasadena, for ALL YOU CAN EAT food you cook in a bowl. I must say, I was skeptical about going. I actually misread the e-mail and thought I had signed up for All You Can Eat Sushi, as sushi is usually what this group does. The only food I cooked in a pot in the past years was at The Melting Pot and at some Shabu Shabu place, both not very good memories. But I must say, YELPERS were right about this place. With 4.5 out of 5 stars, this place did rock in atmosphere and in taste. It was a most enjoyable evening out with good friends.
Here is a picture of the gang that went: Minh, Caroline, Danielle, Jung, Toby and Me.
As a little girl I would look on my mom’s arm and wonder why she had such a weird mark near her shoulder. A few days ago, as the warm solution penetrated my bloodstream, I started to cry remembering my mom’s mark. The nurse asked me if I was okay and I told her I was so incredibly happy. As a diabetic I was stressed never knowing if I was doing enough to avoid it but also, keeping some semblance of life in doing outdoor things. I cried because I am incredibly grateful to the SCIENCE that made this possible in only a year. Less time for me to worry about my only kiddo should the worse happen. If ur on the fence...I’ve worked in entertainment for over 20 years and I’ve seen first hand how easy celebrities influence the public. Some do good and others well...I’m happy to have a little bit of the gracious Dolly Parton with me. Scientists on the other hand, very rarely get the recognition for their years of study, years of research and expertise contributing to (wo)mankind....


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