Monday morning is domestics day – the [hand] washing must be done, the shopping must be done and yet we have such glorious building weather, I’m itching to get down there.
But I can’t unless fed and by fed, I don’t mean some piddly little sandwich, I mean food-food.
We get so little of this amazing weather that in my mind, it’s actually criminal not to be out in it and making progress. But it can’t be done without food and water. These are my basics, below, plus some sort of meat:… More here ...
One does not wish to be unrelentingly negative but seriously – there is so much rubbish about of late that it’s very difficult finding something to be enthused about.
Take this youtube, sent by Chuckles, on a New York deli:
My first thought was, ‘nice, exotic, different’ … and then I clicked the youtube. didn’t mind the bearded one with his beard hair and encrusted this and that falling in the food, that was OK, but then someone started this cacophony with guitar which was somehow meant to be hip or whatever they call it now four decades later and it just drowned out anything he had to say.
I did try, really I did, I wanted to see what morsels they had, how people felt about the deli etc. but by about one minute, that guitar was impossible. Sigh – I went to comments to see if I was the only one who felt this way about this arrogant sod:
# I went there once, they’re actually rude like it’s no joke, but they do that on purpose.