Because I eat the equivalent of about 7 breakfasts each morning. Who wouldn’t?
Monday breakfast: bacon, papaya, fried rice, spare ribs, an omelette, toast (not pictured, oops, still in the toaster, oops), coffee, cucumbers, potatoes, some kind of juice.
This morning, Phong (aka “William”) is the latest hyper-accommodating Vietnamese hotel worker. So cheerful, so smiley, every one of them.
Best breakfast of my life, so far. Also, the answer to the question of Life, the Universe, and Everything. (of course) #42 #itswhatsforbreakfast
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