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Ikea's Food Court
I was in IKEA, whole (as in, my foot wasn't broken as it is now. I figure I have to mention this so you don't think all my dreams involve me as I am in the "real world" X); My dad was not in a foul mood, but still not in the best mood.
We were going through kitchenware, after coming out of some section that involved a Playskool garbage can that was a) rainbow-coloured plastic and b) wide enough for me to fit in it and about to my chest in height (which had illicited a conversation on how I needed it and how Rachel, Yuliya, and I could all probably fit in it (not at the same time, mind you, but how we could individually, and in that order in the conversation). We were going by dishrags when we got to the food court (very strange; kitchenwares and the food court are on two different floors in the IKEA here, and I don't remember where they are back in New York) and dad turned aside. "You coming?" "Yeah, I'm looking for more than a new towel."
Anyway, I was sniffling and had a cold of some sort, and remember that they had a spray stuff when you got utensils and things (at the front of the big assembly-line, like Fresh Choice does) for your hands with a little plaque that said "For your nose. Enough said."
I ignored it of course =D
The IKEA workers were restocking the knives, forks, and things at the beginning where we were, and one of them handed me a tray all sweet-like =3
Anyway, I had come in thinking I would get the swedish meatballs (dry/sans gravy, per usual) and the apple pie, since really, that's all they have that I eat (well... except for the rolls and soup, which have been luckily something I'll eat both times we've been there eating recently). This time though...
They started off with little teriyaki chicken wings—the little tiny ones that are about three, four inches long max. I got hella~ chickenwings, thinking there'd be nothing ELSE but the meatballs and suchlike...
Next there were some weird greens; I passed those up, but by the corner was "dao cho won ton" and I was like sdlfjalsdfja *___*; So I started packing my plate with those. Next up was full-sized fried chicken, and I thought about getting a drumstick but I remembered that they didn't charge by how much food you had, but how many items you had, so I sat there in anguish over that and the next thing (I don't remember what, but it was also really~ nummy looking) while dad continued to shake his head and talk about how he should have just gotten a cappuchino. In the very corner, a woman was shaking chili powder on the top of a bowl of sour-cream-and-cheese-topped chili, and dad asked her for a little more of the powder (all the while continuing to say that he should have just gotten a cappuchino).
Oh I was in such anguish as to whether or not to get the extra meats. From my position on the line, I don't think we were that far away from the meatballs, only one or two more different options for food items, and my gut tells me that, had I not woken up, they probably wouldn't have caused me even more anguish (the meatballs would have though, as by that point my plate was FULL and so I wouldn't have needed the meatballs =D;;)
Mmm... Ikea~~ *pines* .___.
At least it's on the way to my new school =D; Even if they don't have dao cho won tons. Or any sort of meat item but the meatballs. Or whatever.
But hey, that cake is good~ X9
Current Mood: hungry
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