Thursday, October 4th, 2007
The shaved me up, cut my hair, and dressed me up so I can be “presentable” for my parents funeral.
I have broke that last bridge that connects me to this place.
May they rest in peace.
On Olives and Sake
With Sake, nothing tastes better than Olives. But you would have to be a Levantine living in Japan to know that.
