Tonight, we had dinner at a Nepalese restaurant. Nepalese food appears to be a combination of Indian and Chinese, which makes sense if I think about Nepal’s geographical location.

We ordered three mains between four of us. At the end, there was still space in our tummies.

“Perfect! We have enough space to enjoy dessert!” Damjan and Vera exclaimed. “Rice pudding, here we come!”

Megan and I looked at each other. “I don’t really feel like having dessert,” Megan commented.

“Why don’t you have an entree?” I suggested. “I’d go for something savoury as well.”

“Good idea,” she agreed.

We called the waiter over.

“Excuse me, Damjan and Vera here would like some dessert. And if you don’t mind, the two of us will have entree.”

The waiter looked doubtful but accommodated us eccentric people.

I’ve had regressive dinners, where the meal goes backwards (dessert first) but this is the first time for a divergent dinner!