Better Late Than Freddy's

I’m late on this one, which honestly kind of fits, because the headliner of the weekend was Five Nights at Freddy’s 2 – a movie that drip-feeds you information like it’s mad you even asked. You don’t get neat exposition dumps or characters monologuing their trauma. You get vibes, flashbacks, and “wait, what did I just see?” kind of moments. So, anyway, yeah, this entry is coming in late and a little fragmented, but it all works out. Feels on brand for me.

It was a quieter weekend overall, which I actually needed. I’ve been running pretty much full throttle the last couple of weeks, so instead of doing some wild marathon of activities, I kept it pretty much to just the normal Saturday adventure.

Our restaurant stop was Esco’s. I’ve had this place hyped up in my head for a few weeks now, and that can be dangerous; one of the reasons I have yet to try Del Taco. It used to be this bigger spot, but now it’s more of a little hole-in-the-wall, New York–style pizza joint. The pizza was still pretty decent, no complaints there, but it wasn’t the mind-blowing, life-changing slice my brain apparently decided to expect. That’s on me more than them. When you build something up too much, reality basically has no shot.

But here’s where the adventure turned – a plot twist if we’re keeping it film-themed. Esco’s put us about a six-minute walk away from a new donut place: Flour Premium Donut [Sweet Cream Donut].

I’ve had just about every version of a donut at this point, but this was something different. Chilled donuts, filled with cream. The whole donut is cold – the dough, the filling, everything – and it totally changes the experience. In your brain, you bite in expecting the usual warm or room-temperature donut thing, and instead you get this cold, rich, creamy hit that feels more like a hybrid between a donut and a dessert you’d get at some fancy spot that makes you wait 20 minutes “while the chef plates it.” It was new, it was different, and it absolutely delivered in a way Esco’s didn’t quite manage to that day. So the underwhelming pizza actually turned into a solid setup for a way better payoff.

Outside of the food adventure and the movie, I basically went into recovery mode. The rest of the weekend was spent recuperating from a busy couple of weeks and diving into learning game design. Not just “oh, I watched a YouTube video” level, but actually starting to wrap my head around how games are built and how you make something feel good to play, not just technically work. It's a lot, but fun and addictive.

That was it. That was the weekend. Until next time, folks.