{"id":1002,"date":"2007-05-30T09:47:22","date_gmt":"2007-05-30T07:47:22","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/sholeh.calmstorm.net\/blog\/archives\/1002"},"modified":"2007-07-21T19:25:20","modified_gmt":"2007-07-21T17:25:20","slug":"a-dinner-of-epic-proportions","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/sholeh.calmstorm.net\/blog\/archives\/1002","title":{"rendered":"A dinner of epic proportions"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>Last night our friend Daniel B. invited me, my flatmate Sahar, and a few other friends to a dinner at his new apartment to celebrate his move from our building.  We arrived at 6 pm and started helping prepare the food.  We tried turning on the stove to start frying veggies&#8230;<\/p>\n<p><strong> and it wouldn&#8217;t light.<\/strong>  No gas was coming out.<\/p>\n<p>Sahar and I trooped around to the back of the building to see if the gas balloon had run out.  As we turned the corner, <strong>we encountered a large dog<\/strong> chained on the hill above us.  After consultation we decided to walk past him calmly and ignore the barking.<\/p>\n<p>As I checked each of the gas ballons, Sahar chatted with the dog.  It was <strong>impossible to tell which one was for Daniel&#8217;s apartment.<\/strong>  We threw up our hands in despair and went back inside.  Daniel called a few other Baha&#8217;is on that street and Adam C. kindly offered his stove.  Sahar and Jayce took some of the food over to start the process.<\/p>\n<p>As Daniel and I were preparing the rest of the food, <strong>the fuse blew.  Twice.<\/strong>  We couldn&#8217;t find the fuse box at first, finally locating it in the hallway outside his door.<\/p>\n<p>Sahar called when she got to Adam&#8217;s house.  &#8220;Um&#8230;the <strong>stove here isn&#8217;t working<\/strong>, the guys are trying to figure it out.&#8221;  I started laughing.  They eventually got it lit (someone had turned off their gas line!) and we ate dinner at 9 pm.<\/p>\n<p>It was a wonderful adventure, and we ate a ridiculous amount of food when it was all over.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Last night our friend Daniel B. invited me, my flatmate Sahar, and a few other friends to a dinner at his new apartment to celebrate his move from our building. We arrived at 6 pm and started helping prepare the&#8230;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":"","_links_to":"","_links_to_target":""},"categories":[6,14,9],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-1002","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-cooking","category-haifa","category-humor"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/sholeh.calmstorm.net\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1002","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/sholeh.calmstorm.net\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/sholeh.calmstorm.net\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/sholeh.calmstorm.net\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/sholeh.calmstorm.net\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=1002"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/sholeh.calmstorm.net\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1002\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/sholeh.calmstorm.net\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=1002"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/sholeh.calmstorm.net\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=1002"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/sholeh.calmstorm.net\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=1002"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}