This is a second post for today. Check out the earlier post too ^.^
I finally got my own copy of Annotated Alice the Definitive Edition, which combines both Annotated Alice and More Annotated Alice. Anyone who wants to read it before watching Alice in Wonderland in the cinemas is more than welcomed to borrow from me. It’s placed in the Essential Reads section you know.
Anyway, before i bought my books, lunch was at Marche at 313 at Somerset. The weird thing about this lunch group is that they never seem to wait for the rest to arrive before eating. It’s always kind of like we were meeting at the neighbourhood coffeeshop for lunch.
I don’t know about you; meeting for a meal but eating at different starting times is a concept that is entirely foreign to me. What’s the point of meeting for a meal if one finishes eating before the other arrives? I would’ve thought meeting for a meal would mean eating together.
In fact, even in the neighbourhood coffeeshops, i sometimes wait for the other person’s food to arrive before i begin eating my own food. At those times when i wait, i would drink soup, eat salad or at most fiddle with my food; never really engaging the bulk of the main.
I could understand if one was hungry. But if one was not? “We can eat dessert while they eat their main.” just doesn’t sound right to me.
But then again, there are those within this group who are notorious for being late. They’re always late for half an hour or more. And though myself am often late recently, i still have zero tolerance for lateness. Yep, read zero tolerance.
Humph. I think i’m still angry from that previous donut post.
Compose. Deep blue sea. Trees and flowers. Butterflies, chirpping birds. Happy Tree Friends.
Still going through The Guernsey Literary and Potato Peel Pie Society, as such, desire to eat a potato peel pie is still kind of high. The co-author advises against making of the, i believe imaginary, potato peel pie. Lol.
So i was kind of glad that lunch was at Marche. I guess swiss rosti is the closest thing to a potato peel pie that i could find. And as i was queuing for my rosti, i looked forlorningly at the bucketfuls of potato peels that were due to be thrown away.
There’s no such word as forlorningly btw.
An interesting topic cropped up during lunch. Something that i do have quite alot to talk about. But this post is long enough already. I’ll put up a memory cue.
Me P.S. Meaning of marriage and wedding (Though i’ll be talking with another little quote from The Guernsey Literary and Potato Peel Pie Society in my next post instead of the topic indicated by this memory cue)
I don’t know about you; meeting for a meal but eating at different starting times is a concept that is entirely foreign to me. What’s the point of meeting for a meal if one finishes eating before the other arrives? – i agree
ok ah, u get to eat donuts from dunkin. i think donuts is american spelling n doughnuts is british.
haha, i have 2% tolerance for lateness
“i agree” – what about a scenario like: One person is late (1/2 hour or even up to an hour) and the rest of the group are on time.
Can you imagine the Saturday that you bought donuts and no one ate it. You’ll be bringing all the donuts home! It’s kind of like how that feels, me thinks.
I’m trying to up it to 1%.
been friends for couple of years, so you should know that some people will be perpetually late.. so I reckon no need to make the group wait for each other to arrive before ordering food. I would rather ask those who are present to order/eat first ;)
But thank you very much, for being on-time always =)
Well.. if i weren’t hungry and i weren’t in a hurry, i would wait.