Mongolian BBQ

Today we went to eat Mongolian BBQ at Exotic.
It was Ankan, David, Foppa, me and PB. I had invited Rasmus and Robert too, but they declined for some reason. Not that I’m surprised. Roleplay may be one thing and even then they’ve only had David and PB around. But a dinner, with four guys almost twice their age? Well, too bad thou. The food was really good and the way of picking it was pretty interesting.

Well, first, before the actual dinner, we got some Peking soup and pizza bread. One of the waitresses always said “Peking soup and Pizza bread” which sounded pretty funny1. After that they gave us a bowl of rice and we got to pick our meat and vegetables from a table to a plate and on that even choose what kind of sauce it would be cooked with. One could mix pretty much with about fourteen different sauces so you can vary your foods taste quite much. My first plate I happened to take to much pepper sauce so it was too strong to eat normally. I had to eat some ice before I could go again. But it was good anyway, just a little bit too strong.

All and all we had quite a great time. We talked a little of this and that and for some reason the conversations in the end turned to our old time at our school. I don’t really remember how we came upon that subject but I think it was when Foppa said that he wished that he could have seen me at my “natural” state in my old school or something like that. To most, I looked very angry all the time and when PB is telling them about his vision of me, he often refers to me as the “Angry nigger in the hallways”. Well, we spoke quite a lot of school memories both from Björkskatan, Ankan, David and Foppa’s school, and Hertsön. David also mentioned some teachers from when he went to Porsöskolan.

Well, after about two hours the dinner ended. David went before us others, he wanted to return to Per to play a little, but he assured us that he would sleep and rest so he would make it to the session on Saturday. Which he did, even thou he must have had the worst time during that session.

PB followed me home and was social quite a while, until he got home to get some sleep, while I started to play Persona, when he was sleeping on the couch. I went to bed quite early, but had to get up early anyway for different reasons best left unmentioned here.

Best regards,
Herid Fel


  1. Note that in Sweden, we talk Swedish. DUH! 

Herid Fel

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