After a cold, dirty week of gray skies and grayer slush, as it slightly began to warm up on Friday, I begrudgingly trudged from my house—only slipping a few times and awkwardly landing on my knees—to yet another neighborhood gem that’s been around for quite a while, even if I’ve never been there: Moon Thai Restaurant, 2218 NW 23rd.
Surrounded by the enchanting scents of weed shops, nail salons and Billy Sims Barbeque, as I went up to the door, sadly, it wouldn’t open. Despite a blinking open sign, they were seemingly closed; as I turned to walk away, however, a man showed up at the door and asked if I had a carryout order. I told him I didn’t but he thankfully allowed me in to place an order to go.