Paris Deli. Consistently woeful. You know something is wrong when your coffee tastes like you have just spent a year buried under a mountain of cinnamon, being fed cinnamon by cinnamon slaves, wearing cinnamon loin cloths.
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The French existentialist Jean-Paul Sartre was sitting in a cafe when a waitress approached him: "Can I get you something to drink, Monsieur Sartre?"
Sartre replied, "Yes, I'd like a cup of coffee with sugar, but no cream".
Nodding agreement, the waitress walked off to fill the order and Sartre returned to working. A few minutes later, however, the waitress returned and said, "I'm sorry, Monsieur Sartre, we are all out of cream -- how about with no milk?"
Paris Deli. Consistently woeful. You know something is wrong when your coffee tastes like you have just spent a year buried under a mountain of cinnamon, being fed cinnamon by cinnamon slaves, wearing cinnamon loin cloths.
3 comments:
The French existentialist Jean-Paul Sartre was sitting in a cafe when a waitress approached him: "Can I get you something to drink, Monsieur Sartre?"
Sartre replied, "Yes, I'd like a cup of coffee with sugar, but no cream".
Nodding agreement, the waitress walked off to fill the order and Sartre returned to working. A few minutes later, however, the waitress returned and said, "I'm sorry, Monsieur Sartre, we are all out of cream -- how about with no milk?"
hmmm. I little like ordering "a long black without milk thanks".
Aha! You even admitted way back when that Paris Deli is woeful! It was nice on the balcony tho, I'll give you that.
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