Shut Happens

Yesterday, Claire and I went on a whim for a much needed lunch break to Café Puccino's off of Cornmarket Street. Omgshbesttomaotobasilsoupeverrrrr (as you can clearly see to the left there- and the ciabatta was even all warm and toasty!). Didn't I promise food pics? Victory, huzzah! Perhaps my favorite thing about the cafe though (as if the amazing cappuccino wasn't enough) were the messages painted throughout the café. For instance, my cup saucer informed me that "In the dishwasher nobody hears you scream," and my brown sugar packet kindly reminded me that "brown sugar is for snobs." All very good things to know, in my opinion. Apparently, the café is designed by Jim Smith. He must be a pretty funny bloke.

Also of note was my first crew date yesterday. Crew dates are huge social enterprises here- in fact, a lot of people row just so that they can participate in crew dates. Last night the Pembroke ladies met up at Jamal's for curry with the M1 boys from Queen's College. We ate family style alternating boy-girl-boy-girl and there are all sorts of traditions and "rules" that were completely foreign for me. For instance, "pennying" in which you want to make sure that nobody gets a penny into your glass when you aren't looking (otherwise the "Queen," whose face is depicted on the coin, will drown). All good fun and a pretty non conventional way to meet people from other colleges. In addition to all this, I received a very long and detailed presentation and analysis on the difference between northern England, southern England, and Welsh accents. I was also informed that my American accent "sounds funny." I still like to fancy that it makes me sound exotic.

The format of this post is extremely haphazard because I'm lamentably not very tech-savvy. Oh, English majors.