Yesterday, a bunch of us went to Pho Hoa for lunch. It’s in West Edmonton Mall, just outside (literally) from the T&T Supermarket. Last time we went there I didn’t care for it. It was very soup-centric, and I felt a little too hydrated afterwards.
This time though I ordered something non-soup and enjoyed it quite a bit more. Continuing the trend that long distance running has given me, I ate quickly and I was finished first. It gave me time to look at the four colorful pictures that were hanging on the wall.
As near as I could see, they were telling a story.
1) The boy, who was a fisherman, was deeply in love with his cow. He played with her often.
2) The girl with the bicycle saw this and was jealous.
3) So while the boy was off fishing…
4) She started making moves on the cow.

Maybe I shouldn’t look at art anymore…