Critical Mass

For fish it looks good as hell don't it?

My Moore's law experiment with Thai food is near critical mass, the point in which momentum builds on itself and turns the project self-sustaining.  A few more meals and I will be at critical mass.

Tonight could have been a bad turning point in this experiment. Jeana ordered, and ate, the fish pictured (I stuck to pork, you can't deny Cuban roots what it wants).

I'm don't care for fish so if I took a bite and didn't like it then my theory would have been proven wrong.  Luckily I didn't eat the fish so the TFT (Thai Food Theory) still holds.  Each meal is better than the last.