Hotpot disaster

Tom messaged that he wanted to go to the Hotpot, the original place we wanted to go. It turned out to be a disaster as neither of us enjoyed the soup or the meat. It was probably too authentic chinese for us but others seem to enjoy, so we were probably too naive. We thankfully left (I was pleased) and we headed to an Italian place where we had pizza loaded with Parmesan cheese and Tom showed his amazing travel photos.

He also seemed to misheard something I said, and he heard the opposite of it. But I was pleased that he raised and we cleared air. I didn’t want to lose my friendship with him (even though he beats me in games all the time)