After a solid breakfast of Nutella-Banana Toast (exempt from a flame-torched surface as time was of the essence) and Homemade Matcha Latte, I set off on what would emerge as a three-hour round trip.
For reasons beyond me, the Korean pop culture-centric specialty store already consisted of a medium-sized lineup at my time of entry. No sales were taking place during this period; rather, many of the products that piqued my interest had been subject to inflation.
I headed to Put A Cone On It afterwards, since I recalled the jolly staff member mentioning that Montreal-style bagels would soon be added to the menu.
The light lunch arrived on a white plastic plate, with butter spread on its surface in a relatively nonuniform manner towards the centre. St. Viateur's creation was thinner than the plump styles of Rosemary Rocksalt and classic, spongy variation at What A Bagel. It was this very property that swapped chewiness for sheer crunch.
But alas, I had acquired both versions of Verse 2, on top of being granted my bias bonuses. Ultimately, the trip was justified - kind of like how Jackson and Jinyoung appeared on my two randomly-selected Flight Log: Turbulence albums one fateful year ago.