The first time I had Sushi Roll, I felt nauseous. Then I rushed to the ladies room and told myself “that kind of food is bad enough to make me throw up.” I never had sushi again.
Not until recently.
I met a friend in a ramen house. Vance, my blogger pal, taught me about keywords or how to make it possible for people to find your site via search engine. She also introduced to me Google + and the beauty of YouTube. She is that generous. As generous as the Japanese diner where we spent almost half our day.
Since it is a ramen house, Vance ordered for a cold ramen. Though she was not that impressed with the dish, she immediately found comfort in the Tokyo Coffee Jelly. I, on the other hand, ordered for California Maki. And just to make sure my stomach would not complain should I made the wrong order, I got a rice meal as well.