i've been wanting to try max's crispy pata rice bowl since i first saw a poster over a month ago. today i finally did.
when my sister arrived from the office, i happily told her i've tried the dish.
sister: 'was it good?'
me: 'yes... i loved the banana! it had three small slices of banana...'
sister: 'how 'bout the crispy pata?'
me: 'it was good. tender, not crunchy. it was the banana that i really liked though [i love bananas]... perfectly fried... perfectly ripe... i'll go back to see whether it's consistently like that...'
sister: 'mom and dad were supposed to eat that today but they decided to go to french baker instead...'
me: 'how did you know?'
sister: 'mom texted me... she was asking whether <brother> and i would like to join them... i wasn't keen on crispy pata so i said no...'
me: 'gah! you're so dense! that means she wants you to pick them up!'
sister: 'oh! sorry... i didn't think of that... <brother> didn't want to eat, too, so we just went straight home...'
me: 'ugh! you two were dense! next time she texts you, just go. that's her way of saying pick them up...'
; )
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