Room With A View
In contrast to its Carpenter Street digs, much better ventilation at Room With A View’s (facebook) new space at Alexandra Retail Centre. But the photography gallery is gone. In its place, a quote from Lucille Ball.
The spicy prawn lakes pesto and basil and grilled chicken pesto with pine nuts were both tasty.
Its popular carrot cake was moist as usual though the same couldn’t be said of the chocolate banana slice. Coffee from special blend of Columbia beans was alright.
In speaking of the E. M. Foster novel, we realised that we had started to confuse the plot details with Kazuo Ishiguro’s The Remains of the Day. Alright, said someone, in the second novel, the butler doesn’t get the girl; in the first, they ride off into the sunset.
But can this really be what true love is – something based on feelings and passion, proved true when it defies social conventions?
Where are the other novels describing how this concept of true love leads also to the end of marriages – when passion flags, and one party finds the “courage” to defy societal expectations to shack up with another love?
Have been chatting with someone about her impending divorce. I wonder if a strict morality is the straitjacket suggested by writers over the last century, or, if Creator-ordained, in fact a protection from deep hurt.