If you ever find yourself in Hanoi, might I recommend the Metropole Hotel's high tea and chocolate buffet. I crushed those tiny tea sandwiches like Godzilla crushed Mothra. The chocolate buffet was something truly extraordinary: tiny pound cakes with shot glasses of Nutella, mini opera cakes, Napoleons, mousses, crepes, and truffles galore.
I should mention that Fritz and I have had quotidien contests for the Fat Kid Award of the Day. We are hoping to purchase an actual belt at some point in the near future, so that the daily Fat Kid Award recipient can properly bask in the glow of victory. I am proud to report that I have won the last two of three contests involving any sort of buffet. Breakfast is quickly becoming my specialty. Kobayashi, you're going down.
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