Last week another barista from Greenacre quit. That's 3 for 3 months that we've been in business. This meant that poor old Julia had to pull a few double shifts to cover the gaps while Scott was away on holiday. Monday was the first and all the early mornings that I stupidly committed to were catching up with me. I had Syd with me as she had awesomely stepped up and taken the place of our lost barista on short notice, but she needed training. Training on how to set up the crates as a comfy seat, work on crosswords and talk to Durell all day. Timon dropped by on his way home from work and ended up staying to help me shut up shop (early because of some torrential rain). It's crazy how often the weather abruptly changes in this city. And how quickly your body adapts and then complains, wishing for whatever weather has disappeared. We decided to walk over to 5th Avenue Best Buy to look at XBoxes. It's Timon's birthday on the 28th and he needs a present. But the weather didn't see it that way and decided to bucket it down on two lowly Aussies without an umbrella and in canvas shoes. Best Buy was out of stock to we traipsed over to 63rd and Broadway to another location. We found what we were looking for, charged it and ran home, thoroughly soaked.
With the present in the bag I could focus on the party that we were having on Tuesday at Scott and Sydney's house in the Bronx. I'd bought a rad selection of Mexican themed decorations and devised a menu including Scott's Spectacular Guacamole, Scott's Delicious Mexican Layered Dip, Mexican Burgers, Mojitos and Margaritas. As you can see, Scott not only offered to host but offered to mix up a bevvy of amazing food offerings. On Tuesday I struggled through another 11 hour double shift and made my way up to BX just in time for the party. Timon had done all the food shopping, Scott had done the prep and I needed to sit down and have a strong drink. We were joined by Frans, Michelle, their friend Kieran, Erica, Scott's friend Dean and other housemate Ishmael, Scott and Syd. Dean is an incredible tinfoil artist/sculptor and after a few drinks he conducted a competition where we all attempted to create animals using foil. I'd like to say I was the winner (I made a cat)but I believe the award went to Ishmael for an impressive scorpion. The party was forced inside by another spurt of heavy rainfall and intense lightning but we carried on gorging in the kitchen. Later in the evening we crammed into Scott's bedroom for a display of film clips projected onto his wall. The night ended with an array of youtube clips suggested by the audience (including this winner). It was a weird night.
I just love reading your blog Jules -you definitely have a way with words. Perhaps you should write a book?
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