Strangers' Reunion

I have always wondered what kind of place it is that makes that person wants to come here so much. Finally take a trip down myself, without that person, and took a good look. Cozy ambience, comfy chair, fresh flowers, soft lighting, and the fragrant coffee smell: it's a place where anyone would fall in love with. It's a homely feel.

But not without that person.

However, emotional thoughts aside, I fell in love with this place when I first stepped into it. Although I missed the place when I first arrived (I couldn't understand the font), the whole interior of the place captured my attention, it has very neutral colours, very pleasing to eyes.

Greeted by friendly stranger (haha, okay, they worked there), they leaded us (I went with my cafe manager) to a seat which was quite near to the street. Their menu is printed on soft yellowish-white paper, clipped against a brown wooden board. The cafe took good notice to details.

Without hesitation, we both order a signature "Magic". It claimed to have a magical ratio of coffee to milk, making the coffee not bitter at all.

Our coffee arrived in colourful cups and saucers. I'm a person who seldom wear colours, but that, got me going aww. Pictures don't do justice but it was pretty colours. Don't get me going about their latte art. It's fatabulous, how the hell did the barista do it?! I mean, right now I'm still practising my pouring of tulip, and I had been doing that for weeks. The coffee, should I say, was slightly sour. But it's okay, the pretty latte art covered it up.

Waffles and crispy squid. Please tell me why I can't leave without food. The squid was a real squid, well haha, my manager said that because the sotong we usually eat were frozen and pre cut, however I think what he meant was that the squid was freshly cut or whatever. And that squid, I bet it lived a good life before getting served to us, it was chewy as hell. I mean, it's fun to eat it. Haha. As a sucker who don't spicy food, that chilli sauce was the bomb, it doesn't have that thick consistency of normal chilli, I could drink it down like my coffee. Sweet, literally.

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It was a pity, really a pity, to not be able to go with that person. It could have been a joyous visit, one where we could be taking lots of pictures, talking about everything, getting to know each other better. Instead, it became one where I bathed in my own sadness, fantasising moments that would not happen. I guess this will be my last memory of you. I'm moving on, and I hope you're glad. Please do visit Strangers' Reunion, maybe with your future girlfriend, you two will love the company of each other in the cafe.

So sorry for making this a sad experience. Still in the phrase of getting over someone.