doing things arseways, as usual

[waider]

On my FROST.BOB trip to Canada, I picked up a James Joyce book in a bookstore in Montreal. Yes, I travelled thousands of miles away from Ireland and bought an Irish book.

This week, I had a starter featuring thin slices of kangaroo.

In an Icelandic restaurant. Go figure.

Comments

[hwrnmnbsol.livejournal.com]

I think I read that recipie in a new cookbook. It's called "The Joey of Cooking".

....I'll, uh, just be going now.

[dr-strych9.livejournal.com]

That's nothing.

I bought a copy of Armistead Maupin's Tales Of The City in a used bookstore on St. Kilda Road in Melbourne last week. It's the American edition, too.

[matrushkaka.livejournal.com]

Once, I flew to Geneva from Los Angeles, and my friends picked me up and took me out for ... Mexican food.

[ronebofh.livejournal.com]

Was it any good?

[matrushkaka.livejournal.com]

Mexican food? In Geneva? Are you being sarcastic?

[ronebofh.livejournal.com]

I was just wondering if it had any redeeming qualities at all. Or, really, a blow-by-blow of how bad it was. Like, when my sister-in-law went to a taqueria (pronounced ta-KER-ya instead of ta-keh-REE-ya) in Virginia, they served her a taco with pickles and a packet of mayonnaise.