Showing posts with label Manivanh Thai Restaurant. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Manivanh Thai Restaurant. Show all posts

Saturday, January 09, 2016

Presenting Officer Alexander Vukasinovic, Oakland Police Department, January 9, 2016




Alexander Vukasinovic, my middle son, was born August
27, 1982.  He was a hefty brute, weighing in at 8'6", if I remember correctly.  I do remember that I didn't have my epidural, not arriving at the delivery unit in time.  I had gone across the street at Mt. Zion to visit with my buddies, former professional colleagues, in the operating room.  When I realized that my contractions were only four minutes apart, we raced across the street.  I barely managed to get up on the delivery table before his head was crowning.  

The face that was to terrify future football opponents


Alex and his younger brother, Jeremy, were only two years apart and kept each other entertained.  Poor Shawn, older than Alex by fourteen years, often was a substitute father, rather than just a big brother.  He was a great role model, though and played a great deal in making Alex the man that he is.




Alex, like my two other boys, was a wonderful son, seldom giving me any grief.  His great love was football, though my focus was on their academics.  I didn't involve them in sports at all, single mother that I was.  I know this didn't give them a well rounded upbringing.  


Since I had been the Southeastern Women's Judo Champion
when I was 17, I did let them take judo!

As both Alex and his younger brother, Jeremy, started high school, they informed me, though, they WERE going to play football.  Alex promised to maintain his good grade point average and he did.  He dreamed of a career with the major leagues and left home, at eighteen, for UC Davis.  Sadly, no sports were allowed his first year and he wasn't happy there.  He transferred to American River College, took over his life, played football for two years and was very happy.  




He hoped to continue on toward a football career but it wasn't to be.  He was recruited by out of state schools who offered partial scholarships but wouldn't allow him to work.  Reluctantly, he gave up his dream, focusing elsewhere.

Alex accumulated several different AS degrees - among them fire technology.  He began paramedic training, found it "boring" and didn't complete the last two months.  He had worked at Safeway right out of college and, ultimately, managed the dairy department.  At long last, he proposed to Laura Winterhalter, the lovely girl he had dated for several years and the most beautiful wedding I had ever attended took place.



Alex began pursuing other career paths, changing his college
major several times - chemistry, math, economics.  In the midst of these studies, the most wonderful thing happened.  My testosterone laden family welcomed the arrival of the sweetest little girl on the face of the earth.  Harper Ann Vukasinovic made her debut on April 13, 2013.




Now, Alex said he needed to pursue a career to provide for his family.  He began to talk about law enforcement.  He applied to local departments in the Sacramento area but, also, to San Francisco, Fremont, and Oakland.  Oh, no, I thought, having been a forensic nurse for San Francisco for 21 years, it's pretty dangerous in San Francisco and Oakland.  

Well, of course, he didn't get the call from Sacramento PD, a few miles from his home but Oakland wanted him and, for six months, he made the long commute, nearly 100 miles each way, to undergo the rigorous training an officer must endure to keep him safe on the job. Thankfully, his brother, Shawn, who lives about halfway in between, was there with a place to sleep on nights when the commute was just too much.


Playing police

With the love and support of his wife, Laura, and snuggles from little Harper who queried, "Are you a police officer, yet, Daddy?" the months slowly passed.  The class numbers dwindled but Alex endured.  He survived being tasered and being pepper sprayed and, FINALLY, he admitted he thought he might make it - whereas up until almost the last week, he had said, "something could still happen."








Interior of the Scottish Rite Center


Midst cries of "Daddy...mommy," the men and women in blue filed out in precision.  It was a beautiful ceremony, with an inspection first, then badges were pinned on, diplomas presented, speeches followed and we were shown a movie of some of the moments in the life of our officers during their academy time.  These young men and women earned their badges, that's for sure and the Oakland Police Department is lucky to have them among its ranks.








A very proud mother with her three sons

Shawn Smith, Carmen Henesy, Officer Alexander Vukasinovic,
Jeremy Vukasinovic and Harper Vukasinovic


Shawn Smith, Officer Alexander Vukasinovic and Jeremy Vukasinovic in the back
The ladies:  Edith Vukasinovic, Carmen Henesy, Elmira Lopez, Harper & Laura Vukasinovic


Following graduation, we went to Manivanh Thai Restaurant in San Francisco, where we had celebrated most of the milestones in the Vukasinovic family.  Sam and Nang Douangpanya and their family had made us part of theirs and knew my boys since they were munchkins.  We feasted with Laura's parents, the Calhouns, and grandmothers and other family members in honor of this special occasion.  It was a most joyous celebration.  The grand finale was this cake.




Harper was very happy that, at last, she could say that her daddy was, indeed, a police officer!!


 


As Alex and his comrades begin their careers with the Oakland Police Department, I ask that all my family and friends pray for their safety and well being in this very difficult job.  

























Saturday, December 15, 2012

A Few Days With Family - December 15, 2012


I drove up to West Sacramento on Tuesday, December 11 because my sweet
daughter-in-law, Laura, had invited me to go with her and Alex to see her
ultrasound the following day.  It was a pleasant two hour drive and I enjoyed
listening to Patricia Cornwell's "Red Mist", another Kay Scarpetta crime novel
on tape,  It certainly made the time pass quiickly.

The Christmas tree was up and we had time for a few pictures before heading
out for a sushi lunch.  Since sashimi and sushi were one of the things I would
NOT eat in India, I've been really craving them since my return home. so I've
been indulging myself.



My two sweet granddogs, Bucky and Taffy



Laura and Alex before we left for the ultrasound



At the doctor's office, we were joined by Laura's lovely mom, Christine 
who is already a grandmother twice

We got into a lively discussion with Alex about what we want our grandchild to call us.
Christine has already chosen a name...I'm still working on one.  Alex told us not to 
bother, "You're both going to be grandma," he said.  That boy!!




The ultrasound technician was really nice and didn't seem to mind having an audience.  I
must admit to having a tear or two at times...and there were a lot of ooohs and aaaahs in
the room.  I know better than to post any pictures of Laura's little baby bump in my
blog - she's only gained seven pounds at five months and she is still barely showing.  She
looks terrific and, of course, she is so beautiful.  Lucky folks to have such a pretty and
sweet paramedic show up when they call an ambulance.




This was one of the baby's best shots...great face pic and I think
he/she might be sticking that tongue out at us!



Of course, I was all smiles!  Whoops, time to color my
hair - the gray is showing and I'm not ready to be a gray grandma.

The next afternoon, while poor Laura had to work, Alex and I drive down to Vacaville 
to meet my oldest son, Sahwn, and his girlfriend, Dawn, for all-you-can-eat sushi at
Hisui Japanese Restaurant, near Travis Air Force Base.  It was the first time I'd seen
Shawn in uniform since he was promoted to master sgt.  I am so proud of him.  He
celebrates his 42nd birthday on the 17th!



Shawn is 12 years older than his brother, Alex, 14 years older than Jeremy.
He had been an incredible role model for them.



Wish Jeremy could have been with us.



Strange lighting in this shot...but Dawn is still beautiful.



The sushi was great...I like saba ( mackeral ) which is too fish for some.
Hamachi pleases nearly everyone.



Just getting started!



A great selection



The sushi chef



Shawn and Dawn



US Air Force Master Sergeant Shawn Edward Smith



My son, Alex's nice West Sacramento neighborhood



Cloudy skies and some drizzling rain going over the 
Oakland Bay Bridge back into San Francisco



Stopped at Manivanh Thai, my "family" restaurant where my dish, the "Carmen's special"
now appears on the menu.  San, the fiance of Ann, the owner's daughter showed up with 
this cake for us to share.  A piece of this and scoops of rum raisin and pumpkin ice cream from Mitchell's of San Francisco were a great end to my three days away. After the New
Year, it's back to sensible eating or I'll gain back all that weight I lost in India!

Wednesday, May 02, 2012

Nice Surprises - May 2, 2012

Recently, in Facebook, I was contacted by an adolescent boy I had mentored when
I first arrived in San Francisco over 36 years ago!  He wanted to thank me for being
so kind to him and for my patience and tolerance.  He went on to become a respected
engineer, not that I had a thing to do with that.  It is always nice, though...when
someone says thank you, after a quarter of a century.

This young man ( well, now about 50 ) is in the Bay area for a few weeks, visiting
from his home in Hawaii and we met for lunch at my favorite Thai restaurant in
San Francisco, Manivanh.  We sat there and talked for nearly four hours!  His
memory is so much better than mine, that's for sure.  He was able to recall all of the
folks that worked in the mentoring program and all the other kids that participated.
For a short while, all the years fell away and I was just starting life in this city by
the Bay!!  What a fun day it was.

I had another nice surprise, too.  Years ago, when I was eating at Manivanh, I told
the owners that I wanted to have a special dish with green beans, eggplant, and a few
other ingredients...but there wasn't one specifically like it on the menu.  "No problem,
we'll fix that for you!" Next time, I came in, Sam asked, "Do you want your
Carmen's special?"  I've eaten it so many times over the years as have other people
with me, then it spread to friends of friends, medical folks from San Francisco General
until today, I looked at the menu and, lo and behold:



This was my view as I headed out today from my temporary residence at my
friend, Silvia's house:




With that view, it's hard to remember there is misery and anguish in much of the
world.  I offered a prayer for world peace and an end to hunger and suffering
and thanked God for my fortune in life.  

It is always so soothing and serene at Manivanh.  Since their post-Thanksgiving
fire several years ago after Thanksgiving, they rebuilt and redecorated and I love
the special touches that bring the feel of Thailand to the Mission.





Except that she is Thai, I almost feel I should be saying "Namaste"



Here I am with my friend, Jeff, for the first time in over 35 years,
thanks to Facebook.





Thursday, July 21, 2011

Alphabe Thursday - "N" Is For New Orleans - July 21, 2011

Yesterday, I said a sad farewell to Martha Meaux Genin at San Francisco International
Airport as she headed home to New Orleans.  We met in that exciting city in September
of 1962 as we began our nursing studies at Charity Hospital and we have remained
friends for nearly 50 years now.  Our two week visit passed all too quickly, in a flurry of
long hours spent catching up on life, reminiscing on "the old days", dining out all over
San Francisco and nearby cities, and just cherishing our precious time together, knowing
that we might not ever again have the opportunity to spend so many days with each
other.  Somehow, once you reach the second half of your sixties, you really do come
face to face with your mortality. 

The day Meaux arrived, we started our culinary adventures with lunch in Daly City at
a lovely, peaceful spot called the Burma Cafe.  It is decorated with my favorite animal,
elephants, and all their dishes, that I have tried, are delicious.







This was my second visit to Burma Cafe.  We had two of the dishes I'd eaten previously
 - the wonderful lamb curry and their tea leaf salad, a crunchy delight of marinated and
fermented tea leaves, lettuce, tomato, peanuts, fried onion, sesame seeds, fried broad
beans and split pea.  We also had a stir fried prawn dish that was also superb.








The second night of Meaux's stay, I took her to eat at Zingari, a wonderful Italian
restaurant at the Hotel Donatello in San Francisco and, afterwards, we got to see my
favorite piano player, Shota Osabe, and vocalist Anne O'Brien.  Both had been informed
ahead of time that my friend would be in town so Anne sang one of our nursing school
favorites, "Scotch and Soda" - I can't remember how many of those we drank during our
three years at Charity - and Shota played, "Do You Know What It Means To Miss New
Orleans", as only he can.  It was such a terrific evening!







We went up to West Sacramento for a three day visit with my middle son, Alex, and
his lovely wife, Laura, and, of course, my two granddogs.  The first day, while Alex
had classes, we met Laura's mom, Christine, at a gourmet spot called Pizza Rock, for
dinner.  That was really fun.










This pizza trio we shared was an interesting combo - the first was arugula, tomatoes,
and proscuitto, the second was a scrumptious meatball pizza and the third, a dessert
offering, had apples, brown sugar, goat cheese and a caramel glaze.  We also had a
wonderful vegetarian Neopolitan pizza.  Their menu has all sorts of unusual combos.




Here's my son, Alex, with Taffy.  All he got for dinner was pizza leftovers but the study
paid off -  he got an 87 ( B ) on his linear algebra exam!



Bucky and Taffy HATE being relegated to the rug while we eat!  They try to inch
forward but don't make it far before a stern glance sends them back.  They really are
pretty well trained dogs!

Another night, we went to dinner at Manivanh, my all time favorite restaurant
( Thai ) in San Franicsco.  It's located near San Francisco General Hospital and I don't
exaggerate when I say I've probably eaten there at least 1000 times in the past 15 years. 
The Douangpanya family, originally from Laos, who own Manivanh, are like family to me. 
I've eaten at their home, am often invited to their family gatherings and even have a dish,
"the Carmen's Special" ( I concocted it ) , named after me!




This is me with my "baby" - Jeremy will be 27 in November.  He is a Cal Poly
graduate where he was a decathlete and he constantly is trying to get me to lose a
hundred pounds and to become healthier.



Meaux is the godmother of my oldest son ( 40 ).  She was the maid of honor at my
wedding to his father and practically did all of our wedding arrangements for the event
which took place in New Orleans.  My folks lived in Georgia and Ed and I were living in
the Boston area at the time.  Guess where we honeymooned?  SAN FRANCISCO!  I've
always loved this place!



This is one of my favorites, Manivanh's duck salad and the picture below is the Carmen's Special.




This past Monday, my dear friend, Silvia Solorzano, joined me and Meaux for lunch.  We
went to San Francisco's Richmond District to India Clay Oven for their wonderful buffet. 
I should have taken more pictures there but I was too focused on the good food!






Before we headed home, Silvia took us to the most amazing place in San Francisco's
Mission District, near Mission Mental Health where she used to work.  She'd been
asking me, for years, to go see this Buddhist temple.  I was so totally suprised to see
this serene and lovely place of worship in the city's Hispanic district.  I will do a post
on it another time so I'm only going to show a picture of one of the Buddhas inside. 
The nuns and staff we so wonderful and I left there with such a sense of peace.



To end Meaux's visit, we drove to Palo Alto where she lived as a young RN.  We tried to
find her apartment, without success, but we drove to El Camino Hospital in Mountain
View where she was a pediatric RN.  Afterwards, we went back to Palo Alto for lunch at
Staits Singapore Restaurant, one of my favorite spots.  I had a ginger drop martini ( I've
since perfected their recipe and, on special occasion, make a batch of them ) and we had
a fabulous meal. 



 Entrance to Straits



All Straits restaurants have a Buddha, placed prominently.  I suppose Chris Yeo must be
Buddhist.  He certainly shows his love for the world in the fine dishes he prepares.

Tuesday night, we stayed home and planned our next get together.  Hopefully, there will
be another one.  I am still hoping to make that six month visit to India in mid-October but,
as soon as I can after I return home, I'll head to New Orleans to see Meaux.  We can't let
too much time pass between visits.  Life is too short, especially for those of us over sixty!

I am participating in Jenny Matlock's wonderful Alphabe Thursday ( though Thursday is
drawing to a close ).