I was at my favorite restaurant, enjoying my favorite meal. Half way through it I look and see a long 3 inch strand of black hair. OMG my great meal had just turned to mud right before my eyes.
The manager offered me a new meal but I was turned off at this point and to his credit didn't charge me for any of it.
The dilema is I am not sure I can go back. I know it could happen anywhere.
Boys give me some suggestion for alternative Japenese restaurants in the downtown core, I'm will be lost without my sushi fix.
The manager offered me a new meal but I was turned off at this point and to his credit didn't charge me for any of it.
The dilema is I am not sure I can go back. I know it could happen anywhere.
Boys give me some suggestion for alternative Japenese restaurants in the downtown core, I'm will be lost without my sushi fix.