Saturday, May 6, 2017
It's good. It's pretty much what you want to eat in college at two in the morning when you're blazed and watching The Empire Strikes Back. Salty, sweet, eggy, and noodly if you want. I'd go back.
Karen had another trick up her sleeve after dinner: Koba, the 80s metal bar catering to expats. Sat next to an engineer as his girlfriend from Boise and listened to Whitesnake and RATT. More expats flowed in. We flowed out. But there's a global sentiment that lingers.