16 thoughts on “Useful service journalism, if you can contain your gag reflex”
All you need is dynamite
Or a kilo of cane sugar in a confined space filled with LOX.
/ In a pure oxygen environment, 16.7 million Joules will be released for every kilogram of sugar used, releasing the explosive force of 8 sticks of dynamite.
That said, I ate at one of the top ten NYT rated restaurants two years ago by walking up and politely asking for a table at 5:30, immediately after they opened. Worked a treat. http://www.lavarany.com/index.php/gallery
Nice, but was it full of chrome-dome oldsters being served by recent immigrants in strarched white uniforms, and did it have horsey pix on every available square foot of wall, like Ralph Lauren's Polo Bar, at 1 E 55th St?<img src="http://static01.nyt.com/images/2015/07/25/business/25WEALTHjp1/25WEALTHjp1-articleLarge.jpg"> [And you can't believe how hard it was to peel that link out of NYT's website]
No, at 5:30, there was no one in the restaurant. When we were finishing, though, lots of fancy types showed up. You know the type, better looking than me.
The actress and socialite Cassandra Seidenfeld, for example, said she usually relies on her politeness and reputation for being a generous tipper to get into a New York restaurant the moment it opens.
Politeness? Generous tips? Look, lady, you're never gonna get anywhere in the U. S. of A. with that kind of attitude these days.
All you need is dynamite
Or a kilo of cane sugar in a confined space filled with LOX.
/ In a pure oxygen environment, 16.7 million Joules will be released for every kilogram of sugar used, releasing the explosive force of 8 sticks of dynamite.
Andy Weir, The Martian
"Now Gilligan, if we can just find a way to get these to coconuts into orbit…."
Each one holds a radio transmitter, glued to a bee…
"two coconuts," dammit. I was a happy prisoner of a transport of scientific rapture when I typed that.
I've gotta read that before the movie comes out.
First, wall, revolution.
That said, I ate at one of the top ten NYT rated restaurants two years ago by walking up and politely asking for a table at 5:30, immediately after they opened. Worked a treat.
http://www.lavarany.com/index.php/gallery
Highly recommended.
Nice, but was it full of chrome-dome oldsters being served by recent immigrants in strarched white uniforms, and did it have horsey pix on every available square foot of wall, like Ralph Lauren's Polo Bar, at 1 E 55th St?<img src="http://static01.nyt.com/images/2015/07/25/business/25WEALTHjp1/25WEALTHjp1-articleLarge.jpg"> [And you can't believe how hard it was to peel that link out of NYT's website]
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No, at 5:30, there was no one in the restaurant. When we were finishing, though, lots of fancy types showed up. You know the type, better looking than me.
Low bar
She mentioned her frustration to her personal shopper
Perhaps she needs to employ a personal eater, then this would be moot and she could carry on adding whatever value she adds to humanity.
The actress and socialite Cassandra Seidenfeld, for example, said she usually relies on her politeness and reputation for being a generous tipper to get into a New York restaurant the moment it opens.
Politeness? Generous tips? Look, lady, you're never gonna get anywhere in the U. S. of A. with that kind of attitude these days.
"I'd like the filet of bootstraps, medium rare."
"And a Supply Side Salad."
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