Jacob spoke first.
“I want to know if my hair is just like yours,” he told Mr. Obama, but so quietly that the president asked him to speak again.
Jacob did, and Mr. Obama replied, “Why don’t you touch it and see for yourself?” He brought his head level with Jacob, who hesitated.
“Touch it, dude!” Mr. Obama said.
As Jacob, who was 5, patted the presidential crown, Mr. Souza snapped.
“So, what do you think?” Mr. Obama asked.
“Hey, I’m Bobby Newport. I’m a regular guy. I like dogs. I’m here with my Persian greyhound Raclette who was given to me by my buddy, the pretender to the crown of Alsace-Lorraine.”
My food at Snooze!!! I ordered the pancake flight with the sweet potato pancake, the pistachio pancake with cherry compote and hazelnut ice cream on top (???!?!?), and the chocolate-peanut butter pancake, with a side of hash browns (AMAZING, hash browns are one of my favorite foods though…).
It was delish but way too much food, I have an over-ambitious stomach/eye :(
RIGHT NOW. yesssssssss.
