Where art thou, oh, precious spectacles?
Ode to my ‘flying glasses’: O most precious spectacles, thou art fled!Mine eyes, now prisoners to mist obscure,Do mourn thy absence like the waning moon,Deprived of night’s celestial glow impure.…
Ode to my ‘flying glasses’: O most precious spectacles, thou art fled!Mine eyes, now prisoners to mist obscure,Do mourn thy absence like the waning moon,Deprived of night’s celestial glow impure.…
It’s spring season: the weather is now variously hot, cool, wet, dry and windy in varying combinations. But we are moving into a wetter season that lasts until about Junily.…
The desk guy on the 1F was a bit of an idiot: “Are you sure you need the big trolley?” “It’s for big things”. Well, I moved a ton of…
Honestly, I’d ‘Want More‘ of the beef stew, NOT the Thai Basil Pork Dish. It was okay. But the other dishes are definitely more~ish. Nice restaurant! Good food… here is…