After dropping off the kids to Kalabhavan Music and Arts Training Center, my husband and I with our friend Anitha and her 2 year-old European-looking son drove around Adliya to look for Cafe Lilou. Famous for its bohemian theme and sophisticated ambience, we thought we could give it a try--after all, it's not an everyday splurge.
Funny how GPS can obscure the truth on highway rules that my husband totally believe it's useless. He would rather look for signages and use gut instincts to search for a place. Unfortunately, gut instincts are not a man's birthright (smile).
You see, I know he hates being told directions let alone asking for one. I keep mum most of the time so as not to add further tension. But to keep quiet is to be stoic--while finding a place that is. Turning right at the junction, we practically avoided the road leading to Saudi Arabia. What a relief! We just had the most boisterous laugh after a few tensed minutes there.
We figured any coffee house we spot anywhere would be alright. After all, we only had a few minutes left to spare. As if luck turned well to our favor, a space was free parallel to the curb just 10 feet away from New York Coffee. Bliss! Finally, we can have cappuccino.
Don't get me wrong. My husband for me is the best driver in the whole world. He adheres to various traffic rules and drives defensively. There were drivers whom we have hired before that loved to "feel" the speed! I ended up nausated more than the feeling of joy ride.
Feeling more relaxed after the coffee, we drove back to Kalabhavan to pick up the kids. This time, we prepared for the best role-shifting while coming to the center--as parents!
Who cares about Cafe Lilou anyway?
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