The Last Supper

by kthaskell


My last meal in America on June 3rd, 2013.  It is so thoroughly me: overpriced hash browns from the airport Burger King, a cold Monster, and (strategically placed in back) a large amount of cold water.

Of any American product, I miss Monster Energy drinks, my  way to combat stress.  As I told my coworkers last summer, “You guys may drink, but Monster is my alcohol.” I have, however, found Red Bull. Tastes the same!