Wretched excess
Monday, October 24th, 2016 08:44 pm1. Was at the liquor store buying my s-i-l a 70th birthday present. The Vintages section has upped their game. Everything is now either under $30 or over a hundred. This includes a 1989 wine for $6000, which I can't even.
2. No, sorry, not going to weep for Sheri S. Tepper. She's the one had a gay character in one of her mysteries insist that the U.S. gov't should have set up isolation camps for AIDS-infected people right at the start and then this thing wouldn't have got out of hand.
3. Pauper's Pub no longer has $6 martinis on Mondays but they do have them at a discount, and it's still Monday and I still ache, so in spite of Monday morning resolutions (Monday mornings my weight has always dropped to a satisfying low, and then a kilo+ returns by mid-week) I went and had two cosmopolitans, and in between concluded that food might not be a bad idea, and their fries were discounted as well, so I ordered those. 'Gravy or mayonnaise?' asks my server. Oh, mayonnaise! Wretched, wretched mistake, as Eliza Bennett said. But friet met mayonaise are so 80s to me, encountered on I-forget-which trip to Amsterdam (86? 88?). And I remember vividly trying to get them in Tokyo- fries from MOSburger and the thing the Japanese call mayonnaise from Lawson's. An approximation at best, but consoling.
2. No, sorry, not going to weep for Sheri S. Tepper. She's the one had a gay character in one of her mysteries insist that the U.S. gov't should have set up isolation camps for AIDS-infected people right at the start and then this thing wouldn't have got out of hand.
3. Pauper's Pub no longer has $6 martinis on Mondays but they do have them at a discount, and it's still Monday and I still ache, so in spite of Monday morning resolutions (Monday mornings my weight has always dropped to a satisfying low, and then a kilo+ returns by mid-week) I went and had two cosmopolitans, and in between concluded that food might not be a bad idea, and their fries were discounted as well, so I ordered those. 'Gravy or mayonnaise?' asks my server. Oh, mayonnaise! Wretched, wretched mistake, as Eliza Bennett said. But friet met mayonaise are so 80s to me, encountered on I-forget-which trip to Amsterdam (86? 88?). And I remember vividly trying to get them in Tokyo- fries from MOSburger and the thing the Japanese call mayonnaise from Lawson's. An approximation at best, but consoling.
