It’s our tradition in the family to celebrate Father’s Day even if my Dad is not in the country with us. And during like other occasions, it’s usually either my brother or myself, who wills to pay for our lunch. That time, my sisters and I cracked a joke that my Mom could be in charge of our restaurant bill for a change. Luckily, Mom said yes. We all agreed to eat at Red Kimono while the restaurant could still accommodate us. We went in early, just in time before other families started to fill in the place.
fritters
Eat. Eat. Eat. 