Friday, January 11, 2008
Too much of it, I took everything.
Curries with bread, sashimi, duck, soup, noodles, seafood, sushi:
Too full a plate, I didn't know where to start eating.
After a while everything congeals on the plates, blown dry by the air-conditioning,
The sauces mix with the curries,
the sashimi cooks in the neighbouring juices,
the veges feel like food from a camp, mass-broiled.
I passed up a lovely chefs-cooked meal because I took too much.