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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