By now, if you've been reading my blogs, you'll have realised that Cafe De Lema is right up there on our favourite café list. So when my wife's friend Gudya came calling and said she wasn't really in the mood for a restaurant and would much rather do a café and something light for dinner, the decision was almost made for us.
Cafe De Lema it was!
She had already been out for lunch at Sienna Cafe, so a relaxed café dinner was perfect. And, as usual, once we settled in, the orders almost placed themselves.
You guessed right.
Matcha for my wife. Lotus Biscoff Shake for me. Cold Brew for Gudya.
And then came the food — French Fries, a Meat Market Pizza, Chicken Wings with Buffalo Sauce and a Cannelloni which, I have to say, they do perfectly. So much for "something light"! But then again, when have we ever been particularly good at keeping dinner light?
Of course, one round of drinks wasn't going to be enough.
My wife went for a Strawberry Matcha this time, while I switched gears completely and ordered a Vietnamese Iced Coffee. Because apparently, one can never have too many coffees in an evening!
After dinner, we did something that we had somehow stopped doing a while ago. I have absolutely no idea why. So, I insisted.
We stood outside the café and took a selfie together.
Nothing fancy. Nothing particularly significant. Just the three of us standing outside, smiling at the camera. But sometimes it's these little things that you realise you've stopped doing without even noticing.
And then, because the evening wasn't quite over yet, we took Gudya to Bonne Creme, which is just around the corner. This was meant to be a little surprise for her.
And surprise her it did!
She was pleasantly taken aback by the place and, more importantly, by the rather tempting selection of ice creams. Naturally, there was no way we were simply going to look at them. We each picked one and, with that final dose of dessert, we were officially done for the evening.
Or so we thought.
On the drive back, Gudya's mother called.
And suddenly, Gudya was transported back to her teenage years!
We couldn't stop laughing as she told us what was going on. She had forgotten to take her house keys with her, and her mother and the maid were actually staying awake waiting to open the door for her.
It brought back memories of those days when we'd stay out practically the entire night and our parents would be sitting at home wondering when we'd finally return.
Except this time, it wasn't some wild night out.
It was just café dinner, ice cream and a selfie.
Apparently, adulthood doesn't necessarily mean you've outgrown getting a phone call from your mother asking when you're coming home!
And just like that, another perfectly ordinary evening became one worth remembering.
