Fish Bread

I know, another post about food, but EW. There are some disgusting things here.

Tom and I had our first unsupervised outing on Sunday. We went to the little supermarket that is only a few blocks away to get a few things. Tom picked up this loaf of fresh bread wrapped in plastic that had some sticky looking stuff on top and bought it thinking it was bread with something sweet on top.

Back at the apartment, I opened it up and was asailed by the smell of fish. I tasted a little piece but couldn't even swallow it.

I think Tom is going to give it to Mr. Juang, the maitainence man, as thanks for installing a telephone and mostly getting rid of the wretched smell that started coming from the bathroom sink the other night.