I broke the very first cup at Jasmine 26. (Owned by the same family that owns Jasmine around the block – mmmm more nummy Vietnamese) The owner said I should go to the casino tonight because apparently breaking a glass is lucky to the Vietnamese. I didn’t go, but I was lucky enough to spend an evening eating delicious food (the sea salt and pepper tofu was awesome!) and hanging with my friends. Seeing a family push a car down Nicollet Avenue just added to the occasion.