THE HARD ROCK CAFE!
woohoo.
I used to wonder what all the fuss was about. People wearing hard rock cafe tee shirts and all.
There was this hard rock cafe i saw in L.A too; around planet hollywood but i did't actually got to appraise the place and see what it was like for myself. By the way, he got the waitress to bring me that balloon when i was going bananas over the caucasian kids who had balloons at the next table.

So yeah. I was gob-smacked. It was really awesome. The decor had the punk rock-royalty edge to it. (its not call the hard rock cafe for nothing). Most of the patrons were caucasians. It's like the next best thing to America for me now. *missing california.

SNAPSHOTS! -

There's this massive screen infront for our viewing pleasure-all the greatest rock hits of all time. And yeah, that's the king, Elvis Presley.

That's the deejaying booth. Check out their unlimited lineup of music CDs. Coolness.

All right. For those of you who are feeling hungry at the moment, skip the next picture. Trust me. I'm having gastrics right now. And looking at this isn't making it any better.

savory, gratifyingly cheesy macaroni complete with succulent goodness of grilled salmon. sheeesh.

This is the next makan sutra -blogger style.