Michelle writes:
On Sunday, we are on our own for meals. My housemate, who is from New Jersey, and I went out to a restaurant on the hillside called "The Fork on the Hill." The restaurant is 1/3 mile above the city with a great view of the three volcanoes. There was fanciful artwork surrounding the place and along the road. Would be a great place for a wedding, but who wants to marry.....?
A Fork with Spaghetti
(It's an Italian restaurant.)



Later: Neither my host family nor my teacher had heard of The Fork on the Hill. Now, my teacher wants to take her husband there for a special occasion.
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