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Utopia , Halo Halo, Frozen yogurt

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Aug 21st 2022, Sunday
Went to church for the 11:30 am mass, it was okay.
Then went to café Utopia
A cute place with a green bench outside... where we sat and had coffee.
Café is quite small, we didn't have place to sit inside. 
Charming cafe...
My brother had the espresso. I ordered the carrot cake and a chocolate cake, then we went to Plainpalais to have lunch.
I had this famous Pilipino drink, halo halo, made with crushed milk, ice, jelly cubes, fruit pulp, yam puree, coconut slices and many other things. It was good, kinda like a milkshake with a lot of things in it, similar to our jigarthanda.  

I took this veg glass noodles from the same stall, and it was pretty good...
Mom and Vinod ate pork belly...
Vinod had this squid salad too. Dad ate spring rools, and Nam ordered falafels and an aubergine and cheese roll.
Here's the carrot cake from café Utopia... it was good.
Aug 22nd 2022, Monday
Vinod dropped and picked up mom and dad from Christ the King church.
I made breakfast for Vinod, then made kadai chicken masala for lunch. 
After lunch, me and Nam went to Old town just to look around and shop...
My ten year old banana republic dress with a crop top... outfit of the day.
Found the frozen yogurt place that I was searching for... ate a small one with pistachio sauce and walnuts, it was good enough.
Old town spout... we just looked around and bought some cute bowls that were on sale.
I saw these girls sitting on the site of some huge building and just having a good time... a nice spot to just hang out. Then went home and spent the evening reading Girls from Ames. 

Aug 23rd 2022, Tuesday
Made vegetable rice and aloo mattar curry. Evening went to Migros outlet, to buy chocolates, bought some chocolate covered nuts and it was nice. Then we went to church of Epiphany, met Fr. Gabriel there, it was a nice surprise. 
This nice statue was outside a mall, a woman resting. Mia called in the evening, always good talking to her... she's always bubbling with stories. Then came home and packed for our trip to Rome, the next day. 

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