Sunday, June 15, 2008

Light Fingers



When I worked at the Cheese Bistro, my Christmas present was this Gouda, along with a bunch of other left over unsellable junk. The place was known for their Gouda. They also sold Tilsit. And cheddar and other cheese that all tasted like Gouda. I hate that cheese.
After I had quite, and they hired their new wonder boy chef, they jacked their restaurant prices up and tried to do only fine dinning.
The cheese Natzi was driven from the restaurant by her family and plunged them into debt.
Recently I had lunch at that bistro. The food was horrid. I stole this fork, because it is a pasta fork, and it had always irked me. I told her, at least buy the proper silverware instead of the 10,000 cappuccino machine but she never did listen.

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