Asianification
llama_fluff and I met up with Elliot, a mutual friend of ours, for dinner back in September. We picked pho (apparently pronounced "ph") in the Plaza and we had a great time. Over the course of the meal, the topic came up that I need to be more Asian, so we decided to have a few more dinners this term, each at a different kind of Asian restaurant, so that I have good variety.
On Sunday after chapel, we met up at the King Tin restaurant, which serves Chinese food. We had a pretty good meal, which included rice and chicken served in a pineapple! My chopsticks sent a piece of Chinese broccoli flying halfway across the table, which caused Carol to laugh for about two minutes straight.
Our next outing is planned for hot pot, I think. I have heard many good things about hot pot, so I hope that they hold true.
Last night, I went to Yummyaki for all-you-can-eat sushi with jstew, stacey_halibu, ext_1181, and Nick. At $20 for the meal, it was a great deal. (It's the first time that I've had sushi in well over a year, and it's much better than what I had the last time I ate sushi.) However, all of us (except Nick) were stuffed by the end of it and were having difficulty walking. Chris was in extreme pain when he bent over to tie his shoelaces, John was stretching his arms in order to burn off some of the food, and Justin was walking at about half of his usual speed.
Chris dropped me off at Conestoga Mall, and the rest of them went back to his place to lie down and recover for several hours. As I walked through Zehrs, I realised that I had left my backpack at the restaurant. Walking out of Zehrs, I had about 12 minutes to run to the restaurant, get my backpack, and run back to catch the bus. I managed to do so with about 2 minutes to spare, although I felt like throwing up once finished.
Once I got home, I felt like death had crawled inside my stomach and died. Sushi = good. A stomach full of sushi + running + bumpy bus ride = bad.
On Sunday after chapel, we met up at the King Tin restaurant, which serves Chinese food. We had a pretty good meal, which included rice and chicken served in a pineapple! My chopsticks sent a piece of Chinese broccoli flying halfway across the table, which caused Carol to laugh for about two minutes straight.
Our next outing is planned for hot pot, I think. I have heard many good things about hot pot, so I hope that they hold true.
Last night, I went to Yummyaki for all-you-can-eat sushi with jstew, stacey_halibu, ext_1181, and Nick. At $20 for the meal, it was a great deal. (It's the first time that I've had sushi in well over a year, and it's much better than what I had the last time I ate sushi.) However, all of us (except Nick) were stuffed by the end of it and were having difficulty walking. Chris was in extreme pain when he bent over to tie his shoelaces, John was stretching his arms in order to burn off some of the food, and Justin was walking at about half of his usual speed.
Chris dropped me off at Conestoga Mall, and the rest of them went back to his place to lie down and recover for several hours. As I walked through Zehrs, I realised that I had left my backpack at the restaurant. Walking out of Zehrs, I had about 12 minutes to run to the restaurant, get my backpack, and run back to catch the bus. I managed to do so with about 2 minutes to spare, although I felt like throwing up once finished.
Once I got home, I felt like death had crawled inside my stomach and died. Sushi = good. A stomach full of sushi + running + bumpy bus ride = bad.