Unmasking Venice

What's the difference between a function and a relation?

Well, that depends on who you're asking. Because for me functions can lead to relations.

No. No. No.

This has nothing to do with functions and relations in mathematics. I can't even differentiate the two.

This is about a different kind of function. Which can later on lead to good relations.

August 26, 2006

I've been waiting for this day for so long. Well, since Rodena mentioned it a month earlier. It was her first big function. An Italian function, no less. And she's the dining manager. I knew I had to go. So I went.

function n. a formal ceremony or social affair

relation n. the state of being mutually interested or involved

Kannika and Noah waiting in line to unmask Venice

My original date stood me up (again). Good thing I asked Kannika to accompany us beforehand so I didn't have a problem. We met Len and her friend Bianca near the venue so that we can sit together.

UNMASKING VENICE

There she was, dining manager Rodena, in a three-piece suit and high heels. All made up and looking very sharp.

Sangria Italia

Rodena warned me that the punch they will be serving is spiked. No kidding. The moment it touched my lips, I tasted the fusion of brandy and red wine concealed in that glass of pink lemonade. I have an unbelievingly low tolerance for alcohol so I prayed that I can tolerate it lo ng enough for me to go home afterwards.
Being the function that it was, Len and I started looking around and criticizing everything. From the walls to the Carpenters' song that was on loop in their sound system.

Insalata Italiana

Now this is one dish I didn't prepare for. You see, I'm carnivorous. Simply put, I don't eat veggies that much. More so if it's in a salad. And insalata = salad. Darn it.

Pollo Cotto e Pasta in Pesto

When I read it, it sounded like a disease. But when I saw it, I didn't look half as bad as I thought. But I had second thoughts before my knife pierced into the chicken's flesh. Why? Because earlier, Kannika and I saw a chafing-dishful of chicken plunge into the garden between NIML and Alonzo Hall. The chicken on my plate can be one of them. But what the heck.

Noce Budino del Cioccolato

Too bad they gave us a tiny teeny piece of this cholocate-walnut sensation. It was amazing.

Rodena doing the thing she does best!

The afternoon went well. I got to meet Rodena's mom. brother and soon-to-be sister-in-law (actually, I've know Liz since freshman year). And I got to spend time with Len and Kannika, keep up with each other's lives.

Lorelyn and Noah posing in the comfort room after the function

The next function will be Len's on September 8. Dinner, French. I want to go, that depends if I play my cards well this week. But till then...

The three of us goofing around (as always) with the Headless Hunt.