Might As Well Face It, I’m Addicted To Blintz

If a hotel wants to keep me happy, then it must never make blintzes with an exotic pineapple/pink grapefruit sauce-drizzle available to me one morning but not the next.

I feel that you either need to make those blintzes available to me every morning of my stay (and perhaps also every morning for the rest of my life) or you never should have never let me experience the taste of their plump goodness on your property.

I am now jonesin’ for blintzes with no supplier. Darn you, Hilton Waikiki!

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