I swear I’ll start cooking soon

Today after work I went shopping on Powell Street. I reached a breaking point with my suits. No more black pantsuits I said, no more black pantsuits! That’s maybe another story. The main point? I ended up in the glorious Westfield Mall, which is even bigger than I remember it. I strolled down to the Food Court, which is filled with beautiful bar-style tables and boutique eateries in lieu of the typical Burger King/Villa Pizza fare. Seemed classy. I ordered a Korean BBQ dish that was only $8, so I figured it wouldn’t be much food. Friend, I figured wrong. Way wrong. I’ve never seen so much food in my life. I ate the vegetables first, and then I went on to the chicken (which I liked very much… too much), and then to the noodles and rice. I’m happy to say that I didn’t finish some of the chicken and most of the noodles and rice, so I’m still in one piece.

I didn’t get a new suit though. That’s kind of a bummer.