My friend Britt and I have been trying to meet up to grab ice cream for a few weeks now and it seems that our schedules are polar opposites; during the week, I'm at work until 4p every day, and Britt is free until 4p every day! The one weekend I was in town, she wasn't. Today we found an opening in our schedules and decided to squeeze a bite of ice cream in! At first I was appalled that we were getting ice cream directly before dinner, but Britt scolded me that my mindset was "only for conservatives." Properly chastened, Tim and I headed over to downtown Berkeley and sat waiting for her. A few minutes passed, and we weren't sure where she was. Suddenly, a girl in a bright green fleece jacket bursts out of a Honda fit at a traffic light shouting, "Tim! Perry! Get in the car while I look for a parking spot!" We scrambled into the car just before the light turned green and chatted while searching for a parking spot. After a squealing u-turn and a dash to the last parking spot available, we headed to a wonderful place called John's One Dollar Scoop. Three dollars later, we emerged with three delicious ice cream cones. Britt got some "birthday cake" ice cream that looked and tasted just like funfetti cake with bright dots of color smeared around in white ice cream. It was yummy, but the best part was how we felt five years old again when we took a bite.
We had plans to eat dinner with a large group of friends because George's mom, Lydia, was in town. We munched on our cones while walking to the restaurant. Lydia has been in San Francisco for the American Chemistry Society conference, and she came to Berkeley for the night to see George and meet his friends. She is from Cyprus, so she decided we would eat at a Greek restaurant! The restaurant was supposed to be closed, but George had gone by earlier to make a reservation and they decided they'd stay open late for us! The chef and the waitress were both Greek, and the environment in the restaurant was more like a family reunion than anything else. When the food came, I was astonished at how large the servings were; the amount of food was astronomical. I ate until I was about to pop. Just when I was about to stop eating, Lydia informed us that it is an insult in Greece to not finish all the food on your plate! Our eyes bulged in the strain to finish all the food on our plates. Just when we finished, the chef brought over plates and plates of more food, on the house! I was so full and I could barely have another bite. Even Garbage Disposal Timmy was about to explode good food all over the room. Then the chef brought over dessert, also on the house! Then coffee! It was all delicious food, so it was well worth it. After dinner, to my shock, Ben said that his dessert stomach still had room for ice cream. He wanted Tim and I to head to get some ice cream with him, but I could not stand the thought of eating another morsel! Tim and I headed home, and fell into food comas.
We had plans to eat dinner with a large group of friends because George's mom, Lydia, was in town. We munched on our cones while walking to the restaurant. Lydia has been in San Francisco for the American Chemistry Society conference, and she came to Berkeley for the night to see George and meet his friends. She is from Cyprus, so she decided we would eat at a Greek restaurant! The restaurant was supposed to be closed, but George had gone by earlier to make a reservation and they decided they'd stay open late for us! The chef and the waitress were both Greek, and the environment in the restaurant was more like a family reunion than anything else. When the food came, I was astonished at how large the servings were; the amount of food was astronomical. I ate until I was about to pop. Just when I was about to stop eating, Lydia informed us that it is an insult in Greece to not finish all the food on your plate! Our eyes bulged in the strain to finish all the food on our plates. Just when we finished, the chef brought over plates and plates of more food, on the house! I was so full and I could barely have another bite. Even Garbage Disposal Timmy was about to explode good food all over the room. Then the chef brought over dessert, also on the house! Then coffee! It was all delicious food, so it was well worth it. After dinner, to my shock, Ben said that his dessert stomach still had room for ice cream. He wanted Tim and I to head to get some ice cream with him, but I could not stand the thought of eating another morsel! Tim and I headed home, and fell into food comas.
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