Whipped Cream

June 17 2025.

I did wake up around 11 so that I could start to get ready to meet Julia.

After scrolling my phone, I wrapped up my last slice of pizza, packed my carrot cake and Pepsis and jumped in the shower.

It was about 1 or so when I got to her place.

We talked for a bit, and then we started Maxton Hall: The World Between Us.

It's a German series, but pretending it's in England, with goals for going to Oxford.

I know we do it a lot, where we set a movie in Paris, and everyone speaks in English.

I'm just not used to other countries doing that.

The show was completely predictable, but I enjoyed it.

The male lead's body is insane.

Between the fifth and sixth episode we went for a walk.

We stumbled across Aux Merveilleux de Fred, which I fell in love with in Paris, and then saw a location in the West Village months ago.

Now this location.

I got a cherry to go.

The girl described it as whipped cream.

Which I guess it could be.

But I'm thinking more heavy whipping cream, or almost clotted cream, on top of meringue, and some other parts.

She got Juice Press, and I got Shake Shack.

They had renovated the location.

But I didn't remember the last time I'd been there.

We then returned to her place, watched the last episode, and talked some more before I headed home.

Back to work tomorrow.

Until Tomorrow.