i used to love room service. how i am presented a 3 course meal served to me in the comfort of the soft downy duvet, food at the touch of a button.
that was B.J.
Before Josh.

breakfast for 2 has certainly opened my eyes!
tv trays were made for 2!

New York Steak and eggs, breakfast for 1 verdict:
charred tinged with sad.
japanese breakfasts aren't funny disgusting, now they're just disgusting. gross disgusting.
room service for 1 lacklustres.

everytime i munch on an onigiri i remember sheralynn telling me,
"every japanese girl knows how to make one of these."
and since she really digged onigiris it was my due to learn make those lovely rice-filled triangles.
i was 16 and in love.