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so, for this mini celebration {plus 2 more people who clicked on id while i was making this!!} here is a mini-lineup of the 'main cast'! {at least who we have so far :)}

for the next milestone i'll draw brendan, donna, kyle, and more townspeople :)

thanks so much for reading and {hopefully} enjoying irena's diary so far! can't wait to share more with you ^v^

somehow i always end up drawing Ava when i’m feeling down :/

A day in a life of RonToto: Vienna

One of the fountains of Strudlhofstiege; the palace garden park; the National Bank’s heavy door; and the historical lamppost.

Yesterday Ron and I took a walk around the AirBnB we rented in the city of Vienna. We visited the National Bank as Ron had a client there. A big shot old European aristocrat. It has to do with a person. A renowned stage actor to be exact. Ron told me to keep quiet now. So I’ll keep my mouth shut. Anyway, we visited a palace with a beautiful garden and a flight of stairs that was supposed to be one of the most beautiful of all in the city. A tip: Sigmund Freud used to live in this district and had his first consultation office here too. It is now a museum and they even preserved the couch his clients used to lie on. The birthplace of psychoanalysis.

That same day, the old aristocrat invited us for a dinner. This restaurant, Plachutta, serves traditional Viennese cuisine. He urged me to order Tafelspitz. It was so good! But the portion was probably good for two people. It was soup and main course in one. The fried potato strips were so delicious. And the soup with tender beef and bone marrow were to die for. My Japanese palate is not used to this serving. The homemade apple sauce and garlic cream were a good choice. I even had sautéed spinach. Ron had Wiener Schnitzel with potato salad and beer.

He urged me to order a Nachspeise, German word for dessert, but I was too full.

Anyway, there are a couple of Asian stores here too. To my delight one of them sells 🍡 so Ron and I grabbed one pack and we might eat them tonight.

So there you go. If Ron would let me I might talk about the case of the old aristocrat in the coming days or so.

Ah, summer in Vienna is sometimes unbearable.