the trio of toasted turnip bagels that I remember from elementary school 30 years ago, the indispensable taste is still the same, and then the indispensable taste of my daughters, banana milk, has already been passed down from generation to generation
I've never seen a place where employees are so empty and rude, a place that is either in the logic of drinking or drinking. I will never go again I regret that I left
A taste that must be tasted before dying. I have come many times and I will continue to come at every opportunity. A place that does not need much interpretation.
If only they could solve their business right now, if only they could stop people from piling on top of each other. Flavor is number 10. Row number 100