#DinnerWithTrump

Dinner with Trump was a surreal blend of opulence and unpredictability. The table gleamed with gold accents, steak was well-done, ketchup aplenty. Conversation zigzagged from business bragging to nostalgic campaign tales, peppered with bold claims and sudden jabs at political rivals. Cameras flashed intermittently; everything felt staged, yet oddly intimate. He commanded the room, even in silence, with a smirk that hinted at inside jokes only he understood. Dessert arrived—towering and excessive, like the man himself. As dinner ended, it was unclear what was more digestible: the food or the ego. One thing was certain—it was unforgettable.