my summer of love: a random chapter

on the 24th of june, i celebrated my birthday at this restaurant and alas we took no photos. we had spicy salt & pepper squid with chilli soy served prettily on a square japanese plate. the menu's descriptions read like attractive short stories; it was so hard to decide what to order. i settled on a skate with oysters. kipfler potato, boiled egg, green gazpacho dressing & toasted rye bread. what fantastic presention on a long rectangular plate with all the items in a row. the oyesters sat on a layer of what i think is spinach sauce and a sprinkle of alfalfa sprouts on top, all compressed in a shotglass. the trumpeter had chargrilled wagyu rump with potato galette, horseradish butter, witlof & poached quince. it came in the same long plate presentation as well. how very very beautiful the dining experience except that i think the chef (accidently methinks) dosed the skate in a gallon of salt. and you said a birthday prayer for me which melted my heart like butter, though you don't remember, it was the most beautiful thing i have ever heard.

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hence, even doing housekeeping, i'm on a high intoxicated with the thought of you. we cleaned the floor, the tables and everything in the hostel room. it's true a couple must have connections on several levels. this is one of them for sure; we grow into each other's housekeeping habits and we agree with each other's level of cleanliness, fussiness and style of keeping things. the mundane things we do are as gloriously happy as the concerts and rah rah dolling-ups. and we sat happily eating cheesecake from hokkaido in neat wrapping and finished the day with shelf-shopping and comforting hot dogs from the blue building. we got a date tomorrow too!