The Darklight Awakening

14 July 2012

Was meant to be somewhere else but didn’t happen, and the other somewhere else was a tad too far for my limited budget. Nothing else to do that night, so we Mercato’d with Cris and Anne (was near the house and all anyway, so why not). Much wagyu beef, much rice, fries and nachos, takoyaki, mochi ice cream (she and I halved the mochi ice cream balls between us—we each had half a ball of green tea, half a ball red adzuki), then beer in Burgos Circle afterwards. They introduced us to someone named Socks, most unforgettable.