The past week my team and I had the chance to go onsite for work, somewhere around the KLCC area. For three straight days, we walked to the mall for lunch. My colleagues knew I go there on the weekends, so they had expected that I would get sick of the place already. But, no. I went again today for the sake of good udon at Sen-Ya (and the chance to practice whatever that’s left of my nihongo with the Japanese chef there). I had two bowls of udon today.
This bowl of udon was unlike the others. Le wild seaweed appeared:
The cook was hitting on me!!!