Yesterday was something of a study in indulgence. After a meeting with the deputy mayor, (I must qualify “meeting”: late middle-aged man telling us how glad he was that we were here to meet him, how we had the ability to see Yerevan through outside and observant eyes, how he had so enjoyed meeting the AAA interns last year. Primed with questions and curiosities about the status of Yerevan City we stood. At the end of his speech, he bid us an enjoyable visit to the museum on the second floor and sent us on our way. The moment where he asked if we had any questions, if we had uncovered any fraudulent activity going on in the city, if we had discovered a solution to the small apricot harvest this year, must have been lost in translation), we were a bit deflated.
We found a solution. We used our observing outsider eyes for personal pursuits. Walking down Tumanian St., we observed L’Orange, a “cafeteria and bar” near the famous schwarma eatery. After eyeing the menu, we observed the cornucopia of choice desserts situated behind a big, glass panel. In observance of the hour (5 pm) and our stomachs (empty), I ordered something delicious with apples and whipped cream. There was also tiramisu, magia mocco and black forest cake on the table. In quiet observation, we sat and ate our decadent desserts, proud to have put our observational skills to use.
My eye on you from the ATDA office,
Samantha
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3 comments:
What? No apricot tart?!
Glad you're keeping your priorities in order. Food feeds the soul in a way no political speech or tourist entreaty can fill. Bon appetit!
Mama
Thank you for keeping "choice" alive.
(No, Vlado, pick a movie...)
there is no way i could talk about delicious desserts without "choice." I've had a few choice appreciation sessions since i've been here.
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