Morjes!

Welcome to my blog. I write about fitting in, sticking out, and missing the motherland as a serial foreigner.

Eww.

Now that I'm a temporary invalid, I get to order my meals in, as it were. Today, this was the menu for dinner:

Maybe it's just me, but it seems like there are a lot of better ways to describe fried chicken (which is what it was) than "Fried Fresh Chicken Chunks."

The fairy tale is over

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