A Conversation
Beginning with me.
ちょっとおかしい。
カレー？
うん。
何？
少ない。
Fits of laughter ensue.
Yuki had just made a giant pot full of curry and gave me a bowl of it. I have a habit of saying Yuki’s food is digusting, because it isn’t, which makes sense to me I guess. Anyway, we had already played out our normally “this stuff is awful” conversation and she was watching TV, I was reading a book while eating, when I stopped and started the above.
Somewhat of a translation:
D: Something’s wrong with this.
Y: With the curry?
D: Yeah.
Y: What is it?
D: There isn’t enough of it.
ちょっとおかしい。
カレー？
うん。
何？
少ない。
Fits of laughter ensue.
Yuki had just made a giant pot full of curry and gave me a bowl of it. I have a habit of saying Yuki’s food is digusting, because it isn’t, which makes sense to me I guess. Anyway, we had already played out our normally “this stuff is awful” conversation and she was watching TV, I was reading a book while eating, when I stopped and started the above.
Somewhat of a translation:
D: Something’s wrong with this.
Y: With the curry?
D: Yeah.
Y: What is it?
D: There isn’t enough of it.