I’m sitting at work, like, so hungry. My coworker and I are just going back and forth writing out different variations of how hungry we are.
Just got back from a week-long trip to the Bay Area after 8 months of being away from the States…and everything has been upturned !!
So much of my life, I’ve had something to look forward to. But for the first time, there’s no foreseeable future.
Giving everybody a little break from my angsty ponderings with some of what I’ve eaten while strictly in Seoul.
If you go on a diet and you eat salad for four straight months, it can be very difficult to maintain.
A grown-up wish list of sorts…
Here’s what I want for Christmas (or the New Year):
I’m definitely going to look back on this point in my life and realize how trivial it all was and how, as per usual, melodramatic I was.
Let me put it this way: I wasn’t unhappy with my experience.
I’ll keep this short. The food at Eleven Madison Park was fucking good.