So Many Choices, So Little Time

I finally ate out last night. My Wisconsinite friend and I decided that we didn't want to go out to eat at a sit-down place by ourselves, but if we went together -- miracle of miracles, we weren't alone any longer! It's shocking that you can forget about all the stimuli that comes with eating out. Neither of us had really eaten out since we got here. We spent the first ten minutes just staring slackjawed at our menus. Now, I love New Zealand and would happy here if there weren't any other reasons that this (but of course there are more): I can eat most things on the menu!! Everywhere! We had gone to a Thai restaurant, but most of the menus have heaps of vegetarian options, and not like, "Uh, we can just not put meat in it."

Plus, I'm a poser vegetarian that eats seafood, so that even adds more options to my ginormous menu. We had to turn the poor waitress away twice as we were still deciding... on water or juice. After we made our painstaking choices, we realised we hadn't even looked around the restaurant. It was super cute! We barely ate 1/4 of the food brought out to us and it was spicy! I mean, good Thai spicy, not where they dump hot sauce on it.

I honestly think that New Zealand set up their food system on, "What would Annika like to eat?" Once I get rich here, I will eat out everyday and never be bored and never be disappointed. Which is a good thing, because I'll be eating the leftovers for the rest of the week. Without a microwave. Man, oh man, am I a minimalist. ;)