Last night in NYC called for one of my last meals. When I say Last meal I don’t mean Last meal on the trip, I am talking last meal of a lifetime. Ok, so I have a girlfriend who LOVES to eat good food…I mean who doesn’t, but this one gets two year old in a toy story excited. On long road trips she has asked me to give her my last meal and I never have a solid enough answer for her. She is usually disappointed in mine considering her Spaghetti and meatballs and chocolate cake, IN ITALY (bc heaven forbid her last meal not be entirely authentic) has been thought out for years. Well, KJ here you have it! One of my last meals is the Ishiyaki (wagyo) at Sushi Samba conveniently located in four US states. Have fun in Italy girlfriend, but if you’re dying, your body might give out on the flight and then you won’t even make it to your last meal…just saying. Sushi Anyone?!
Dress Stella McCartney, Shoes Marni, Tights Wolford, bag and jewelry Vintage
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