things i have learnt today:
1. there is a very nice waiter at the lindt cafe, who looks like orlando bloom. i’ve never had a thing for orlando bloom, but it worked really well for the waiter. the babycino at the lindt cafe is quite special: an espresso glass with a puddle of dark chocolate below, and then pure white milk and a pillowy crema, topped with a generous shaving of dark chocolate. a thing of beauty, and free. after the kid wiped half of the chocolate on her face onto my shirt, orlando bloom came by and said to her: “i don’t mean to embarrass you, but you have a little something on your face.” he gestured a circle around his mouth. then she threw her sippy cup on the floor so that he would have to retrieve it for her. this is how a two-year-old flirts, apparently. from next week, the lindt cafe is open sundays.
2. when we go out for a walk, the three of us, and i am holding maeve’s hand and walking at her pace, the boy’s long legs prevent him from keeping to this pace, and he has no choice but to walk about three metres in front of us. every now and again he will stop to wait for us to catch up, but then his legs get in the way again, and not a minute later we will have fallen behind. when called on this, he will claim that it is not his fault. after all, he is not expecting me to match his pace; i am free to walk as slowly as i like behind him. i just like to get angry at things, expecting that he walk alongside us. i have a very bad temper to throw a tantrum over nothing.
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i like the lindt boy better.
what if orlando or ralph walked three feet ahead of you … hmmm. i must visit lindt on a sunday… i wonder if a ralph look-alike works there too.
also the chocolate turkish is sitting at by my keyboard tempting me. i’ll wait another hour and have a slither 🙂
he was borderline ridiculously good looking. it was nice to meet you! and maeve!!!!! p.s peanut butter lindt balls rock!
That is an adorable story. I miss the Lindt Cafe. Glad it’s still there.