Aki and I are slowly starting to explore the culinary delights of London (Burger King just ain't enough). We went to a Thai restaurant just off Carnaby Street and I told Aki to hold off eating just so I could take a picture. Yeah, she was hungry all right, but that's the kind of evil husband I have become. A marriage isn't a marriage without the whole torture thing going on.
(Personally I didn't like the food very much. And that was kind of exacerbated by the half-hour wait before it turned up. As a result, the judges' have decided that the only food recommendation this month is Oriental City.)