Yesterday, Avi came over to my house because he had just gotten back from spending the weekend at Lake George. We only stayed indoors because it was really too hot to do anything and it didn’t feel right leaving Maddie at home all by herself. Today, though, he and I spent time in Forest Hills in search of all types of food and drinks that would cool us off. I first met up with him in his house as he was getting ready. We took the train there and before going to Crepe N Tearia, we went to get pineapple-mango smoothies from McDonald’s that were a lot less expensive and a lot more tasty than the ones from Juice Press. We walked down the block and into the restaurant.
I ordered a crepe with strawberries, whipped cream, and ice cream, while Avi ordered one with bananas and chocolate syrup. It was no Yorkville Creperie, but it filled us up.
Avi’s in the foreground and mine in the background.
Yesterday, we briefly talked about carambola, or starfruit. It came up in conversation again today as we were finishing our crepes. After finding out that the summertime was the time of the fruit’s harvest, we set out to the markets all the way down Austin to try to find it. Unfortunately, we were unable it find starfruit in either. Fortunately, I did get a glimpse of this.
Unfortunately, I was unable to buy it. One day, one day…
We then went to Queens Blvd to the Key Food market and, contrary to “third time’s the charm,” we were unable to find it there, either. We walked back to Austin, having given up our search, and resorted to having Italian ices and eating them in the sun.
SO EXCITED, YEAH!
I bought piña (OKAY, WHEN I TRIED DOING THAT N-TILDE, IT WENT BACK IN THE BROWSER AND I THOUGHT I LOST EVERYTHING I HAD WRITTEN… but I didn’t, so it’s all good in the hood) colada and he bought honeydew. The texture of mine felt more like ice cream rather than ice. A bit disappointing, but nevertheless, I enjoyed mine.
Afterwards, we went to a small playground with little children running around everywhere. We stayed there for a bit, sitting at the base of the flagpole. As we were leaving to drop me off at the train station, a bunch of Avi’s friends from middle school saw him and called out to him. Not gonna lie, I felt mad awkward just standing there on the side while the five of them embraced. I mean, they were almost at par with Alex and David.
I left exceptionally early, at around 5:30, because he had to meet up with Alex. We walked to the train and we said goodbye and waved from opposite sides of the station.
P.S. Is this good enough for you?! No mistakes?
P.P.S. While I was on my last bus home, I saw this REALLY cute hipster guy. Whenever I’ve seen a cute guy, I’ve done nothing but steal glances but he was so into whatever book he was reading, that… I COULDN’T RESIST.