Today marks the end of MSA2, the SAJC version of your ordinary CAs I guess. The second half of my day made up for it's horrible start and Claudz and I saw through some really hilarious and retarded moments today. I could really forget about all the resentment and sadness and hurt that has manifested over the past few weeks and just lose myself in good company and fun.
We headed to The Factory, which is The Garden Slug's manager's new project and it was pretty damn satisfying. Although dishing up nothing more than fries, ice cream and waffles in terms of food, the meal left me slumped in my seat in the kind of bliss only a good meal is capable of inducing.
Decided not to let adventure and ambition get the best of us so we ordered the regular serving of mixed shoestring and thick-cut fries, with the dip the friendly server suggested; spicy melted tomato w/ chinchalok dip. It was honestly just alright, appreciated the spice that really whet my appetite. Though I must say that wasn't necessary considering I was ready to devour a farm after starving myself the whole day. Whilst savouring our fries we were interrupted by the arrival of our gigantic belgian waffle. It was beautiful. Warm, soft and chewy waffles with nutella, bittersweet Belgian chocolate ice cream and caramel macadamia ice cream.
Momentarily transported to heaven and back. Fries abandoned, we dug in to the perforated darling with the zeal only belonging to true waffle-lovers. Not your usual kind of light, crispy waffle though, pretty unique tasting.
Went back to our fries after (sadly) finishing the waffles. Decided to order an additional dip; marmite honey aioli. Like it a lot better than the tomato one, never tasted anything like it before. Yummmmmm. Friendly staff and good food will definitely make me a regular, plan to try the blue cheese and smoked cheddar dip as well as the truffle fries with shaved parmigiano.
Ditching our initial studying plans, we then adjourned to Claudz's house for a round of Kinect. Left us huffing and puffing, and at times, keeled over in fits of silent laughter. Went home at 10+ after.
Couldn't ask for a better night, love that girl to bits.
Still, still high from my post-Metric concert buzz. Whenever I think about Emily telling us to do what we love no matter what people say to bring you down I feel like crying lol.
For now, the bed is calling, and I must go
