Was supposed to go for a concert tonight in Boston. Got stuck in traffic, in the cold (today is -10, GOD, how can it be so cold) and hunger. So my half jap friend (she has crazily huge eyes, so sweet, so encouraging all the time) and I went into Trident and ordered ourselves juices, french onion soup + toast, trident cobbler which is something like a pie with peach and blueberry fillings + silky smooth vanilla ice cream, and cappuccinos.
The cafe was too warm and cosy to leave, when we had to walk 2 miles (!) to the concert venue that we didn't even know where it was.
Ultra warm, delicious, luxurious meal for a Tuesday evening.
The bill? I don't even want to THINK about it. Broke for the week.
(did I mention I was exhausted from chilling out too hard last weekend?)
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