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Friday, April 30, 2004
Theres a knock at the door
 
Lisa and I are sitting at home, minding our own business, each contemplating the wonderful things we could have for dinner if we had any food in the house, when a loud sounds startles us.
"Is that the door?" Lisa asks.
"I think so" I reply, walking to the door. "Who is it?" I ask.
"It's Cindy and Peter." comes the voice from the hall.
At that point the door gets flung open and we welcome our first uninvited guests to our house. It was quite an exciting thing as noone has previously just stopped by to say hi. It turns out that they were going to meet up with Simon and grab dinner and wanted to know if we wanted to join them. Since our previous plans, Govinda's was cancelled due to the lack of a good movie playing there, we jumped at the opportunity to go out. The five of us bundled up (it's getting cold at night here now) and headed on over to The Spot, in Randwick where numerous restaurants awaited choosing. We ended up settling on Thai Fire Fry with the help of a 15% off coupon handed to us. This restaurant is apparently known for the large jets of flame that come soaring up at regular intervals from the kitchen, located just behind a clear plastic partition, although not by us until we sat down. After a delicious peanut curry (and other great dishes had by everyone else) we were all basking in the fire's warm glow when, without warning, a large majority of the restaurant starts breaking out in coughing fits. I'm assuming it was due to some ingredient that had just been thrown in the fire, but it was somewhat funny to see an entire restaurant break out in coughs together, mostly due to the oddity of the synchronization and the resulting sounds that were made. Post dinner we headed across the street to Sugarplum (fairy) where we proceeded to order "The Big Papa", a 12 scoop ice cream dish filled with all sorts of chocolate goodness. That wasn't enough for Cindy and Simon though, who proceeded to order an additional 3 scoop to top themselves off. Following the indulgence we headed back to our apartment where we decided to watch "Lock, Stock and Two Smoking Barrels". I really enjoyed it, somewhat surprisingly, because in the back of my head something said to me that I wouldn't, but it turned out to have one of those great twisted plotlines where everything ends up folding back on itself to (almost) resolve itself by the end. And that was the night; definitely not what I thought it would be like, but lots of fun nonetheless.


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