ita is killing me.
Lorne: Once the word spreads you beat up an innocent old man, well, the truly terrible will think twice before going toe-to-toe with our Avenging Angel. Spike: Yes. The geriatric community will be soiling their nappies when they hear you're on the case. Bravo.
'The Cautionary Tale of Numero Cinco'
What Happens in Natter 35 Stays in Natter 35
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
brenda m - May 06, 2005 9:01:50 am PDT #1899 of 10001
If you're going through hell/keep on going/don't slow down/keep your fear from showing/you might be gone/'fore the devil even knows you're there
DXMachina - May 06, 2005 9:03:28 am PDT #1900 of 10001
You always do this. We get tipsy, and you take advantage of my love of the scientific method.
ita is killing me.
Told ya not to call her "Bobita."
Jesse - May 06, 2005 9:04:52 am PDT #1901 of 10001
Sometimes I trip on how happy we could be.
What with having class at dinner time, I'm getting into eating breakfast, brunch, linner, and then a late snack.
§ ita § - May 06, 2005 9:05:20 am PDT #1902 of 10001
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.
ita is killing me.
Sorry Brenda. Except, not really. We had to eat at Ben's the last time I was there (cranky father, bad-kneed mother) and it was so sad. I mean, if you hate smoked meat (as I do) it's a waste of a meal in lovely Montreal.
Yup, Cindy, all responsible (although expecting nothing to come of it). I also have an orthopedic appointment for Monday, since my wrist has been acting up. So responsible.
brenda m - May 06, 2005 9:06:46 am PDT #1903 of 10001
If you're going through hell/keep on going/don't slow down/keep your fear from showing/you might be gone/'fore the devil even knows you're there
Ugh, Ben's. Though I will admit to a fondness for Schwartz's.
I was just thinking about Santropol the other day. I used to live about across the street.
§ ita § - May 06, 2005 9:09:25 am PDT #1904 of 10001
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.
I used to live about across the street.
Oh, cool and tempting. Even though I go back to the city every year, it's been at least ten since I ate at Santropol. Must make a note to do that this year. I think I didn't mind eating at Reuben's -- certainly not their smoked meat, though. Must have been a cheesecake thing.
sarameg - May 06, 2005 9:10:07 am PDT #1905 of 10001
I don't think I've had breakfast out in a very very very long time. Probably not since childhood. Brunch-defined-by-food was probably a couple years ago?
DavidS - May 06, 2005 9:12:14 am PDT #1906 of 10001
"Look, son, if it's good enough for Shirley Bassey, it's good enough for you."
The last time I went to Kindergarten Tea party was September 11, 2001.
Dude, if you were writing for Alias I'd claim this was highly anvilicious.
§ ita § - May 06, 2005 9:12:26 am PDT #1907 of 10001
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.
I'm so sad! Lulu's Blue Plate has disappeared! I need to find a new brunchy/fancy breakfast place.
Calli - May 06, 2005 9:14:06 am PDT #1908 of 10001
I must obey the inscrutable exhortations of my soul—Calvin and Hobbs
When I lived in Carrboro I was within walking distance of sort of a post-hippie diner named Elmos. (Post-hippie=served granola and hummus and bacon, all on the same plate if you asked.) They had the best coffee ever, as well as damned fine huervos rancheros. I remember going there one Saturday for brunch, drinking about 7 cups of coffee, and then burbling to my roommate about how beautiful everyone in the room was.