Love/Hate

So this is a bit of a "latergram" of sorts but I felt the need to report on the latest bestfrienddate I went on with my love K last weekend. Yes, bestfrienddate. She lives away at school and somehow I convince her to drive back home nearly every Friday so we can shop, do our nails, and drown in our sorrows over wine and hummus at our favorite spot downtown. The week prior typically consists of hilarious hour long texting rants about out how much we despise all things that should make us happy, like men and food and other friends. You could say we love basking in each other's misery. I think it's quite comical, actually. 

 

So anywho, back to our most recent date. After stuffing ourselves full of calamari and spicy pita bread we decided cake was necessary, of course. So a quick park job on 23rd and a half hour wait in the cold street later, fluffy lemon chiffon cake and hazelnut soy lattes landed in front of us. While I'm shoveling the most satisfying of bites into my mouth, I can't help but overhear the most ridiculous of conversations going on behind me. The look on K's face said it all. She had the frontal view of what was clearly a blind match.com date happening and I had the pleasure of seeing her facial expressions as we heard "Oh really, what's your sign?! I'm a Sagittarius and bla bla bla." I honestly couldn't even tell you what else exactly happened because I was so distracted by the awkwardness that ensued.

Let's just say they were seemingly two of thee most opposite human beings. Yet, they still found each other somehow. And here K and I are just as single as ever. Typical Saturday night. Stuck in a busy restaurant full of happy couples. But hey, at least we'll always have our love/hate relationship with food.

xx,

K