Every once in a while I want some “good food”. No bells or whistles, just ol’ fashioned good food. That was my thought process when looking for a breakfast spot in Chicago. I knew I wanted something sweet and savory, but something that would keep me full most of the day. I decided to give
Okay. I literally sat here for twenty-three minutes, thinking of a good introduction. I came up with nothing. Is that called writer’s block? If so, that’s what I just had. But, the more I type, the more words start to come out. Kind of like I’m doing right now. Usually I’d say something witty or
One day I’ll get to Tokyo. Well, maybe not, but this restaurant is probably the closest I’ll get to it. (Spare me your comments about flying to Tokyo because the sushi taste differently) Have you ever tried to get someone to eat Nigiri for the first time? It’s literally the most challenging thing to do.