Easter Saturday

This is what it looked like when I got up around 8AM on Saturday. I had some terrible zombie dreams with Russel Brand in them. I was in the middle of this drug deal that'd gone wrong, so there was gun fire, but like in the movies, so people would be shooting right at me, but I'd never get shot. Plus there were zombies coming to attack, which exacerbated things.

Here are some photos of a CouchSurfing party from Saturday. The hostess made all of these great international dishes. I mean, they were really good. I could eat most of them.

There was Tabouli. A classic.

A potato thing with corn and greens. They were yummy.

Fried plaintains with spicy stuff. I'd never had something like this before and rather enjoyed it.

some kind of Bruschetta thing:

I threw together this fruit salad in just a few minutes because I gave up on the cake frosting of a Lychee cake just before I had to catch my bus. I was way too embarassed to bring the cake. I mean, it would've been like be showing up without pants on and being like, "Sorry, but I don't know how to iron!"; or something like that.It was just banana, orange, apple and kiwi and I poured a little bit of lemon juice and coconut milk over it. People liked it :)

Here's me, catching snowflakes on my tongue.