This post over at Futility Closet reminds me of a similar anecdote. I have a friend who, years ago, ran a CD store. One day, a customer came in wanting a copy of The Sacred Tinsnips. It took a little while before he realized that the customer was actually wanting a copy of Le Sacre du Printemps.
Archive for August, 2013
My daughter and I went to check out a restaurant supply store this afternoon. Unfortunately, it doesn’t sell to the public; you have to have a business license to shop there.
So, we went to the IKEA store that’s not far from it. Neither of us had been to it before, and it was interesting wandering through it. Well, I say wandering, but they’ve arranged things so that there’s a preferred path through the store that everyone more or less follows. Still, it was interesting, an I saw a few things I may go back for.
Afterward, we decided to have an early dinner, and we made a spur-of-the-moment decision to try out a place we were passing by, the Street Kitchen Asian Bistro. I decided to try the okonomiyaki appetizer, because I’ve read about it for years, but never run across any place that offered it before. It wasn’t quite what I was expecting, based on what I’d read about it, but it was very good.
For the main course, I had the roasted pork belly stuffed with chinese chives, with steamed baby bok choi and brown rice side dishes, which was fabulous. Cheryl had the Char Kuey Teow – pan-fried flat rice noodles with pork, lap cheong sausage, bean sprouts, eggs, and garlic chives. It was pretty good, but I didn’t think it could match mine.
The only place I felt they fell short was the iced tea, which was instant instead of brewed. Still, I’d go back there anytime.