downtown.
today's daring dinner escapade: coffee club! my old workplace. (but not the same outlet.) memories of wearing that horrid thick uniform came flooding back to me. but how the menu & the food presentation has changed, changed utterly. (i borrow this line from a famous poet; forgot who. haha! maybe yeats.)
lookit this. it's my smoked salmon garlic cream linguini. never has coffee club food been presented in so 'high-class' a fashion when i worked there. anyways, it's superblo humongouso wondrouso! the rolls of salmon make an intriguing sport in dinner besides the endless twirling of pasta.

after-dinner treat was muddy mud pie! of which the size was unchanged (unfortunately). the punk, afore mentioned in "Close Encounter with Iranian Foreigners", enjoyed drowning this Titanic-like ice cream cake in chocolate syrup. too bad i made Titanic collapse on its sides not once, not twice, but FOUR laugh-out-loud times (!) to the horror of the punk. haha. pardon my horrible table manners.
and, while taking pictures with the lovely dessert, i realize i always strike the same pose when with my favourite part of the meal:
my head appears to be always tilted to one side, everytime i take pictures with nice desserts. i think the stress of not digging into it immediately takes a toll on my head too much, eh.
subway cookies made my day too, as they will always. what a blessed, wonderful, enjoyable day! (: