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Yurushi: a late-night dinner

Some nonsense introduction

June 4, 2014

This time I was with my high school friends. 🙂 We don’t always get together, so it was really a treasured day. We stayed for the whole afternoon in the house of guy friend#1.

\\We watched the first three episodes of You Who Came From The Stars, the hit Korean drama which aired from December 2013 to February 2014. The four of us shared a 6-pack cooked pancit canton. Wow. 🙂
\\Guy friend#2 went home, because he wanted to chow down the home-cooked meals of his mama. The remaining three of us went to Magsaysay Park for an hour of bike riding. It turned out to be 40-minute-3-rounds of skating (we are total beginners) and 20-minute bike riding. Hahaha.
\\It was already 8:20PM. As a cool down exercise, we just walked around the park until girl friend#1 decided to eat something, although we weren’t yet particularly hungry. Oh, noodles and the time needed to digest youuuu.
\\We exited the park and went for the fruit stalls. I’m not a fan of durian (I don’t eat durian), so I just watched the two of them eat to their hearts’/minds’ content. Huehuehue. Something had been discovered, so they stopped eating the rest of the durian.
\\Not wanting to go home yet, girl friend#2 told us to look somewhere else to eat again. Wow. :3 What appetite. Well, it wasn’t really her appetite. We walked the main street of China Town while having a deep discussion. Though the city is regarded as safe even during the night, we kept paying attention to our surrounding since there may be criminals lurking in the shadows.
\\Finally reached a stop for more food. At that time, I felt my hunger suddenly hitting the ‘conscious’ level. We decided to go in. :3 It was Yurushi.

The real content

Alas! We found the answer we had been searching for. (Well, weren’t actively looking for a place to eat. We were just aimlessly walking until we spotted this place.) It was like, in an instant, an oasis.

Yurushi. I don’t really know what it means. I know basic Japanese, but the word Yurushi just doesn’t sit right with this kind of establishment. After all, yurushi (許し)means “forgiveness”. It would be more suitable to use as a name of a shrine or what. It would have been appreciable if the place were named “Yoroshii” instead. Yoroshii (よろしい)means “good” or “all right.” Well, whatever. I shouldn’t question the naming sense of the owner. *peace* Continue reading Yurushi: a late-night dinner

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Home Avenue Cake Galerie: a little after-school adventure

June 2, 2014

Today, I went to school because I and two of my friends were advised to enroll within this day for our research subject of the second round of summer semester, only to find out it is not yet the enrollment day! Well, I already figured out that much since today is the deadline of the submission of grades by our advisers for the previous summer semester which we spent on our on-the-job training or Plant Practice. However, I was driven by my fear and the threat of our our future (if we do not take this subject seriously), and I succumbed to the order of our adviser (“YOU SHALL ENROLL TODAY”) .

Aside from my two friends, we met with two other friends who came to school to  pass their remaining requirements for the Plant Practice. After all the things we took care of, the guy friend decided to treat us to sweet desserts! I and the guy friend haven’t gone to the place, so we all decided to go to Home Avenue Cake Galerie (or Cake Galerie, for short)! But before going to the place itself, we had our lunch at Tatay Ben’s (now Prad’s Eatery, but it’s still more popular as Tatay Ben’s!) and waved goodbye to one friend (because she had scheduled a date with her boyfriend– I support this couple!). So.. it was the four of us, three girls and a guy, who went ahead to the place of my curiosity, Cake Galerie!

(c) Cake Galerie official FB page. Their official signboard, which is immediately seen outside the place. The overall feel of the place, starting from the entrance itself, is western. It’s like you went to a European country, ehem, or France. 🙂

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