Literature
Bits - Fat
I frickin love tempura, JB drawled, dragging the deep-fried shrimp through a dish of sodium-laden soy sauce. Gawd, Japanese food is soooooooo good.
Clay mmmmm-ed a noise of agreement as he happily masticated a slice of deep fried smelt.
The other monks, Jack and Matty watched the super-sized pair eat with expressions ranging from disinterest to thinly-veiled hatred.
The thinly-veiled hatred came from Kimiko, who was always a half-step away from exploding with rage anyway.
The tiny Japanese girl detested wearing kimonos, but something just struck her as wrong that this big American cow loved them