text: I would not be alive today if it were not for Tokyo House I have been frequenting this establishment since I was weaned off my mothers nipple All the time people ask me How did you grow to be so tall and handsome I do not tell them that it was genetics I tell them that it was all the good eatin at Tokyo HousennMy mom told me that when I was born my head was four times larger than my body and because of my explosive bouts of infantile diarrhea I was not able to gain weight In layman terms my headtobody ratio was way out of whack and it started creating all sorts of health problems The doctor said that my huge head was consuming so many calories that it destroyed my immune system and put the rest of my body in a state of malnutrition He told my poor mother that I only had two weeks before my head consumed my little limbs Thirteen days after the doctors diagnosis I looked like a pink balloon on a limp string the string being my last identifiable extremity if you know what I mean My string started receding into my head like a toddler sucking up a wet spaghetti noodle My mother thought that it was the end for me She did not know a better way to send me out of this cruel world than to serve me a proper last supper She drove us to Tokyo House ordered the Teriyaki Chicken whispered her goodbyes to me and stuffed my head with that magical food nnI owe my life to Tokyo House It is because of them and the awesome Asian man at the front register that I am alive today