I decided I would try again at New Novelty. I got there about noon, and saw the sign. The lunch buffet was nine dollars. I reached into my pocket, and pulled out eight dollars. That was all I had brought with me.
I decided to walk a bit. When I say 'a bit', what I mean is 'at least 45 blocks'. After walking, I saw what looked to be a pub with the name "Slickity Jim's Chat n' Chew Cafe". That sounded like a name for a combination of a strip club and an American Old West speakeasy. So I thought to myself, "Okay, I'll go in there."
To my relief, there were no half-naked men or women in cowboy boots serving Prohibition-era absinthe. It was, like many other questionably-named eateries, a hipster lair.
And what a hipster lair it was. What set it apart from other dens of madness of these sorts was its food. I had eggs and chorizo. The chorizo was the best I've ever had. I mentioned this to the waitress. We talked briefly about the variations of chorizo, and when I was done, she said she'd pay for my meal. I was taken aback, I didn't know the nuances of Mexican vs. Portuguese chorizo were even that interesting. (I'm kidding of course; she actually said it was because I was really nice.) I gave her double the usual tip, and decided to come back sometime.
Once I got home, I started making chana masala with the ingredients I bought at the Punjabi market the day before. It turned out well; both Alex and Maria really liked it.
We then went to IKEA. It's a Swedish chain, and expresses that fact quite visibly, complete with tourism ads on the walls for Sweden, Swedish truffles and chocolates available for purchase, and what else... ah yes. A smorgasbord.
And with that, we went home to bed.
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