Man, these posts just write themselves. Look at the tastily named pack of noodles I found at the Tesco the other day. I’m thinking of having them with a cold Pocari Sweat.
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Man, these posts just write themselves. Look at the tastily named pack of noodles I found at the Tesco the other day. I’m thinking of having them with a cold Pocari Sweat.
That is indeed gross… but WTF is wrong with your wrist? It looks like you had Benjamin Button as a hand model!
Dude, that’s my palm. See my pinky poking out the bottom?
[…] In preparation, I’m going through blogs and food sites making a mental list of places to eat before my trip ends. There are just not enough hours in the day to eat all that I want to while I’m there. But rest assured, I’ll post about my impressions with the giddiness of a small child after each meal. I can’t wait for my senses to short circuit, short circuit in America. Heck, we’ve got new circuits in aisle 11. Beats Grunt for dinner. […]