As compensation for the fact that it was snowing last night (tiny, sparkly flecks more than flakes, but snow nonetheless), Chris took me to the noodle shop, where we ate soup from huge bowls using veritable ladles.
You know a restaurant is good when I will return there after having been served a bowl of soup in which floated scores of flies (teeny, tiny flies, but flies nonetheless).
Wednesday, April 8, 2009
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