yearnings of the heart and tongue

my poor american palate. maybe i spend two hours a day on blogs like this hoping to cyberly satisfy my yearnings. (click on the link before you make judgments) im sorry thailand. IM SORRY. your blood jelly, fish balls and leaf soup just don't give me what i need (which is a giant thick slice of banana chocolate chip bread with melted butter and bruschetta with goat cheese and piping hot apple crumble and a giant cupcake and also french toast) i already have the first hours of my life back in american planned and they may or may not include andrew wiggins and cafe rio.

dramatic moment finished

on a same same but different note, thickbread+sweetened condensed milk = omg. i do thank thailand for this.