3034poly dinner last night

[evile]

 

 

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evilE

Mar. 17, 2005

 

I had a really fun time. It was a long-ish table, so I didn't get to
visit with anone at the other end, but our end was pretty funny. I
wish I was more like Chancie--she got up and walked around, came over
to see what my hideous dessert was all about, etc. She even helped
me dissect the fried horta-embryo. God, we laughed so much we cried.

Here are LJ entries about it:

Rain King (rainking1) wrote,
@ 2005-03-16 21:29:00

"Yes...that's it! I hate this! It is revolting! More, please."
Another day with the emotion chip back in, only this time I actually
felt a high instead of a bunch of lows. We went to poly dinner, and
I actually laughed at something until I was teary-eyed...I can't
remember the last time that happened. The dinner was at the Bake
House, and bramblekite ordered a dessert called "fried custard" or
something...it was hands down the most disgusting dessert we'd ever
seen. I'll never make fun of Mexican fried ice cream again, because
it's a fine souffle compared to this thing...I swear, it looked like
a Horta from Star Trek. I asked her to look underneath it to see if
it had scorched the words "NO KILL I" on the plate. She had to cover
it with a napkin and have it taken away because it was just too
upsetting to look at.

evile (bramblekite) wrote,
@ 2005-03-17 07:44:00

Current mood: silly

The sitcom that is my life.
"E goes to dinner; Hilarity Ensues!"

Last night we went to the Bakehouse for dinner. I'm sure there are
good things on the menu. (from the way the waitress and the menu went
on, I think it was the sausage) Unfortunately, I didn't have any of
them.

thewordnerd and I got cheese fondue to share; it tasted as if it was
made of some kind of swiss-flavored Velveeta. An almost-expired
votive flickered feebly below the small crock of white petroleum-
product 'cheese'. Stale bread and browning apple slices completed the
tableau.

Then came my salad; the pepper and garlic dressing was a thing of
misery, and when I found the evil lurking radish, it was all over.

Finally, I ordered dessert. Dear ghod.

I think it even beats the Fried Muppet I got at Sarovar that one time.

I haven't laughed so hard in ages. It's such a bizarre sensation to
be giggling helplessly while your stomach turns in disgust...

{edit: New at The Bakehouse: Festering Chicken Goo}