Although it’s not a Romanian holiday, since my name’s Patricia, we celebrated St Patrik’s day by having a family meal at the usual Japanese restaurant, Tokyo sushi. The meal started with the usual salmon croquette, then I had ramen and gyoza. My brother had the shrimp katsu, I forgot what my mom’s was called, my grandmother the chicken teriyaki and my grandfather spicy chicken yakisoba. The food was incredibly good, as always. I wish we’d go more often.
Horrible blogger alert! I haven’t updated in almost a month again, I am so so sorry! I’ve been experiencing so much in my “real” life lately that somehow I wanted to keep myself as far from the internet world as I could in the hopes of making it last longer. That’s my excuse, at least. I’ve been going out a lot, I met new people, cherished old friends and today is my last day as a sixteen year old, haha. I can’t believe I’m almost an adult when I still feel as naive and childish as ever.
I don’t have any outfits to show you, my dears, but I have some delicious Japanese food instead. If I remember correctly, daddy took me out to celebrate the end of the school year a month ago (bad blogger). I promise I’ll take a lot of pictures tomorrow and I’ll be back on track before you know! For now, let’s drool together over this wonderful food.
Stay hungry, stay foolish!
I forgot completely about the pictures I took last month, when we celebrated my beloved mother’s birthday. It was on the 20th of April (born on the same day with Hitler, lol ) and we ate at the Japanese restaurant. My best friend monstrupufos was with us because even mom loves her~ We had some lovely food and lovely time on a special day.
My little brother, battling with the dessert.
And my beautiful mother <3 Happy birthday once again. If you ever read this, I love you. Nono and the little bug also.