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My dad and I were just hanging out the other day, and as always is the case with him, the conversation turned to food.

We cracked out a huge rack of baby back ribs from the freezer, and I swung by the little vietnamese grocery store by my house.

A few hours, later, we're sitting at the dinner table, staring at:

- Several pounds of BBQ'd baby back ribs marinated in Honey Garlic Diana sauce,
- Fried Spinach... I'm still awestruck at how so much spinach becomes so little in a frying pan,
- Grilled Portobello mushrooms,
- 3-layer guacamole with cheese and artichoke hearts, which we also ended up using in addition to sour cream on the baked potatoes,
- Baked potatoes,
- Basmati rice, cooked properly, ie, soaked and drained several times, then placed in a pot - not a rice-cooker,
- A couple Sleeman Clear beers.

In totally unrelated news, I didn't go to the gym today.

Along with poutine and pasta, ribs have become another food that I think twice about before ordering at a restaurant, since few places manage to live up to how good they come out at home.