Another brunch date with P!
We arrived a few minutes after 11AM on Sunday, just before the brunch rush, and watched the restaurant gradually fill up as we waited patiently for our $9.75 meal. Every main dish on the menu cost less than $10 from 11AM to 12PM, what a steal for the quality and quantity. Their waffles were crispy, their eggs were poached to the correct level of runniness, yolks flowed out smoothly over the avocado toast and the bacon. I'll order an extra side of the potatoes next time, because they somehow left the insides soft and fluffy, and not bland, but also did not burn the crispy skin on the outside. It was delightful.
Can't say the same about the latte, which could've used a stronger espresso shot. Please work on that coffee to milk ratio, and if you can draw in some latte art, it would be worth the $5.
Spent the rest of the Sunday playing MJ at P&V's place and NOT wedding planning. The noise of the mahjong tiles and my friends and future husband around me took up all the space in my mind and kept away any creeping worries of things that I may have forgotten to check off my to do list, and thoughts of not being able to pay off the bills. Sometimes, noise can be a good distraction, and background noise can actually help to focus your mind. Other times, it's tough to ignore the external chaos, and not let it wreak havoc on the inside.
When you're at yoga and a live band starts blasting the latest pop songs right outside, drum and bass booming, and you can't even hear yourself think. When you're trying to craft an eloquent email to a long time customer with a bad payment history, and your desk mates hold an impromptu meeting right beside you to chat about the world, using their outdoor voices. When the long time customer ends up not so happy, and calls you to talk at you for an hour, because they think that if they talk for long enough, and loudly enough, they'll get things to go their way. When the neighbors start banging pots and pans, before the alarm goes off.
The list goes on. Some people just sound more passionate than others, and I'm tired of faulting them for it. Even though it might feel like there's no way to ignore what's happening on the outside, I think I'll have to learn to just breathe out all the ugly noises, and create space in my mind for the beautiful sounds in life that I want to treasure.
Either that, or Runaway.
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