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selkie at 10:32pm on 14/07/2005
selkie at 10:32pm on 14/07/2005Today we went to Philadelphia for retail therapy. We met ![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
eruthros at the Reading Terminal Market, where we got plum butter, basil, peaches and stuff for salad caprese because N's mommy wanted some. Then we walked around, hit a shoe store where I got a pimp hat and N got fabulous oriental shoes, and visited a used book store that smelled like, um, kitty. They did not actually have a used book store cat, but I think they may have had one at one time. And, still in my fabulous hat, we went to Capogiro Gelateria. I did not get the hot masala chocolate bar, but I had the most amazing campari gelato. And a very very good bitter chocolate gelato, but I think the real test is the fruit flavors. It's a bit expensive, I know from magazine write-ups that a pint is $19.95, but our local artisan creamery chain thingy at home is similarly priced. Next time, I have to try the thai coconut milk. I would have, but I tried everything else, and so I had ten little neon spoons in my hand. The blueberry thyme was fabulous. Then we met up with m_shell and I ganked her pathophysiology textbook, which soothed my savage geek. And then, we had very fried dinner at a restaurant that served everything in buckets. Oh, it was very very fried. We talked about GLBTQINHRAsomething centers on college campuses, and how I'm very glad that I'm in a fluid-bonded relationship, because pina colada dental dams are not my thing. Hence the subject line of this post from my love's discussion of draping a dental dam over somebody's winky. It wouldn't really work, but it would be decorative.
And people tried to kill us three times on the drive home.
Tomorrow, we have to find somewhere to pre-order Harry Potter again, as there are no Books A Millions this far north. Pesky Christian-owned book chains.
eruthros at the Reading Terminal Market, where we got plum butter, basil, peaches and stuff for salad caprese because N's mommy wanted some. Then we walked around, hit a shoe store where I got a pimp hat and N got fabulous oriental shoes, and visited a used book store that smelled like, um, kitty. They did not actually have a used book store cat, but I think they may have had one at one time. And, still in my fabulous hat, we went to Capogiro Gelateria. I did not get the hot masala chocolate bar, but I had the most amazing campari gelato. And a very very good bitter chocolate gelato, but I think the real test is the fruit flavors. It's a bit expensive, I know from magazine write-ups that a pint is $19.95, but our local artisan creamery chain thingy at home is similarly priced. Next time, I have to try the thai coconut milk. I would have, but I tried everything else, and so I had ten little neon spoons in my hand. The blueberry thyme was fabulous. Then we met up with m_shell and I ganked her pathophysiology textbook, which soothed my savage geek. And then, we had very fried dinner at a restaurant that served everything in buckets. Oh, it was very very fried. We talked about GLBTQINHRAsomething centers on college campuses, and how I'm very glad that I'm in a fluid-bonded relationship, because pina colada dental dams are not my thing. Hence the subject line of this post from my love's discussion of draping a dental dam over somebody's winky. It wouldn't really work, but it would be decorative. And people tried to kill us three times on the drive home.
Tomorrow, we have to find somewhere to pre-order Harry Potter again, as there are no Books A Millions this far north. Pesky Christian-owned book chains.