To celebrate J's freedom from, and success over, the evil Special Term, the two of us The Simpsons Movie. Lunch was at the White Dog Cafe (02-131/132), and it was really really really good. We started with the Triple Mushroom Soup, which was excellent. Not the creamy, liquidated form that is found everywhere, not even the creamy, mushroom-flecked type that's really good, and slightly more rare, but a bowl of soup so chunky and mushroomy it was like minced mushroom stew. I loved the fact that you have to chew as you—literally—eat this soup, and as you chew, the juices from the mushroom pieces ooze out, amplifying the already-strong mushroom flavour of the soup. J and I both agreed that we'd go back just to drink the soup.

Then came our main courses: Creamy Salmon Linguine for her, and Chicken Leg for me. Her linguine was pretty good, the pasta perfectly cooked, not over-cooked and soggy, and the creamy sauce clinging lightly to the pasta. mm. My chicken leg, though, was much better, thanks to the delectable trumpette mushroom sauce—creamy, yet light, buttery, just slightly sweet, and sooo delish. It was the perfect foil to the chicken and mashed potatoes. mmmm, so, so, good.
As a result, J and I were both feeling absolutely stuffed when we finished, and just sat in our (quite comfy) seats for awhile watching the cable cars and sunlight. It might have been because it was almost 4 in the afternoon, and lunch hour was quite over, but the staff didn't make any of the usual signs that they were in a hurry for us to leave, which was nice.
Another plus was that both our mains came at the same time, and quite soon after our soup was cleared. I hate places where they serve you your main course five minutes after they serve you your soup, so that you either leave the soup to sit and get cold and congealed whilst you start on your food, or vice versa, neither of which is an attractive option, to me. All in all, this was really a rather good meal, a place i'll definitely visit again.

After lunch, before going in to the movie, J decided to go to Boost, that really very expensive smoothie bar on the same floor. At about $6.50 for a small cup, I've never actually been tempted to try on of their drinks, but J had told me about the craze it was in Aussie, so I decided to give it a go. Hers was some banana-honey mix, that was really lovely, very smooth, with a really nice honey flavour/scent, and mine was something called the Breakie to Gogo, which was banana and other fruits (I can't remember, exactly), and toasted muesli added into it before it went into the blender, which gave it a lovely wheat-y flavour, and a bit of texture. I wouldn't have believed it, but I'll prolly be going back there, too.
All in all, yesterday was a day for breaking out the bank, but I rather think it was worth it.