Tonight Will from downstairs came over to cook us dinner at our apartment.
This was a big moment because in our apartment recently we've been mostly eating taco bell sauce packets.
It was very hip of us. Will made black bean tofu and noodles all bought from a thai market.
It was all going well until the coconut.
Coconuts, it turns out, are immensely difficult to open.
After a hammer, multiple knives, and being dropped on the kitchen floor once or twice by Will from downstairs we made a small hole and were able to subtract some coconut meat.
In the end my roommate's boyfriend went and got us blizzards from Sonic.
It wasn't quite as hipster.
But it was a lot less work.