And the food!

 I am including some things that have been in my other posts. I'm assuming that the person most interested in food may not get around to the other posts. (You know who you are! lol)




First meal, with a view. And the burgers were so good I was sincerely relieved.




Fried sushi with a blue and white slushy drink that tasted like clouds wrapped in marshmallows. Such fun!




Street food in Japan Town. Quite tasty in a greasy kind of way. It appears shrimp were involved.




I lost my nerve, but I was going to try the Gelato labeled Buffalo Milk.




I don't know what that is called. It was delicious.




I never eat McDonald's at home. This is what happens when 2 people are desperately tired and overwhelmed with the lack of communication.  And yes, I had the delayed good sense to immediately regret it.





It looks artistic and it was some of the best pizza I've ever had. I never liked green olives, but I tried it, and it made me happy.





Not all cups of caffeine are created equal.





This is a kind of tapioca taco. Inside is a kind of guyaba jam.

It was so wonderful. Then I tried it with meat and the beef was quite awful. I was so disappointed. 





These hotdogs look so icky, all I could do was take a picture of the sign.






A soda vending machine.
The language struggle is real. I don't even drink soda, but it was a sharp reminder of how little I understand. 





This is pastry from Japan Town. Filled with tasty gel.



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