foodcentric

Pockets of joy.

Yesterday I met up with the FairSands for Greek Day outside their door, literally. I've mentioned before how suffocating large crowds are to me, but I'm always amazed how alone I feel walking within large masses of people, and at times there were a lot of people. We ate a bunch of food and kept going back to their house to get away from the crowds to eat in relative peace: souvlaki, spanakopita, loukoumades... So many loukoumades because the line was super long and Rach's mom made it worth her half-hour wait while the rest of us kept the kids amused indoors. Terry was performing in front of an insurance company and it was fun to see huge masses of people warm up to him. I love knowing an Elvis Tribute Artist (ETA) because there aren't a lot of people that can say they know an ETA. It makes me feel sort of special.

Today I met up with Linh and Stewart to pass over the keys and get an update on their kitty's demeanour. I managed to keep Momo alive, which is nice and helpful as a cat sitter, and didn't overfeed her. (I sometimes have visions that most animals will explode like fish if I overfeed them, which is probably part of the reason I don't think I can ever have an animal in my care long-term.) She was crying a lot when they returned home, though, so I guess my petting/playing with her wasn't nearly long enough, even though she acted all bored of me. They brought me a big bottle of fig He'brew, which I am so excited to try. My friend Mike originally did testings of He'brew varieties and reported his scientific results, and claimed the fig one was the tastiest. They also brought me a case of Cherry Coke, which is so incredibly awesome of them. We went for lunch at a vegetarian Vietnamese restaurant in Burnaby that I'd heard about from a co-worker. I am very fond of meatless meat-like foodstuffs and the meatless meat-like foodstuffs were quite nice at this place. A bit of a bitch to get to from our area of town, but tasty and relatively cheap. (There's another place on Fraser that's supposed to be really good as well, so it's next on the list.)

I sewed most of dress #3 and had a nap 'cause that's how I roll.

Rich called to ask where in my neighbourhood he and his friend could eat cheesecake, so they came 'round and we went to Sweet Revenge for dessert. Since it was quite nice out, we walked from my house (I'm always pushing for this option rather than meeting at locales) and checked out repairs around the neighbourhood. The shop is rather dainty, so it was amusing to me to watch the boys navigate tiny spoons and drink from china teacups. We did talk about fishing, so I guess it balances out. I never really got why they decided to come to my neighbourhood to eat cheesecake, but whatever. (Actually, I had raspberry creme brulee and Alf had chocolate mousse cake; Rich was the only one who had cheesecake.) It was a really fun last-minute.

I have a Pet Shop Boys song going through my head, one that likely wasn't as popular as "West End Girls" or "It's a Sin" or the like, but it makes me nostalgic for the times I'm living through now. I know I'll look back on these days with a fondness for the simplicity of them and the friends I spent them with, in the same way I look back on my 20s. I fear the armchair that will trap me and force me to only think back to fonder days, back when I could move.