Love is a burning thing
and it makes a firery ring
bound by wild desire
I fell in to a ring of fire...
I fell in to a burning ring of fire
I went down,down,down
and the flames went higher.
And it burns,burns,burns
the ring of fire
the ring of fire.
We took my mother-in-law out to eat for a going away dinner at Hosoonyi Restaurant in edmonds.
We had #12, #13, #14 and #45. Bulgogi, pork bulgogi, spicy fish and the seafood pancake. Hosoonyi is a great restaurant and I recommend it. However, it can be on the spicy side. When coupled with our previous dinner of panang curry at thai-ger room, i had my own little burning ring of fire. woohoo!
*johnny cash is rolling over in his grave. i apologize*
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