Life outside the comfort zone.
Completing an old draft. (April 7, 2017) Walking and eating by one's self allow a person to reflect deeply about... well, a lot of things. Case in point: I found myself one afternoon, in the midst of my routine hike around town, entering a Burmese diner three miles from where we live in Daly City. I could use a little rest, I thought; besides, I hadn't eaten lunch yet. The dim interior was also a welcome break from the outdoors, which was particularly hot and sunny that day. I went inside and sat near the back, facing away from the rest of the customers who were already enjoying their meals. I didn't mind that I came in alone, nor did I find awkward that I occupied a table for four people while a family of five and a young couple on a date were seated closely by. All I kept thinking about was one thing: I am going to try something new today. I ordered mohinga -- catfish soup with vermicelli noodles (misua) topped with slices of boiled egg, cori