Last night, I drank four good beers, and we ate a bunch of delicious fried fish (black cod) and fried coconut shrimp at Wu's Fish House in the wild and chaotic H-Mart Plaza in Edison, and today my stomach is pretty sketchy, and I have a Cross Court Pickleball Match at 2 PM . . . but at least-- if the unspeakable happens-- we are all wearing black shorts.