Post-feasting reminiscence
Well, that was interesting. It was sheer unadulterated, feasting action. All those dishes of tongue-teasing flavour barraged my cousins and i, seated and circling around a table of gluttony. I'd do it now. And I'd do it again. And again. Well you get the idea, right? And my cousins, they were goin off the way. If you haven't had dinner with multiple tables of your relatives, surrounded by multiple tables of the random others and their relatives, you haven't really lived. I wrote something in Grade 12 about the essence of chinese restaurants. If you want to read it, you can find it
here.
Have a good night everybody!
Sweet Dreams
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