“What will soon transpire will influence what happens in the future”
:clap:
Serves me right for ordering a dirty Chinky from Archway Road :-(
“What will soon transpire will influence what happens in the future”
:clap:
Serves me right for ordering a dirty Chinky from Archway Road :-(
Transpirational stuff, there.
Oh, and you're lacist.
Chinese, at lunchtime? This is some radical shít. I've only ever eaten chinese at lunchtime once (other than when in chineeland) and that was in a restaurant in Tewkesbury. It was shít.
Hold on, I used to eat chinese at lunchtime regularly. There was a client who used to take me to China Tang at the Dorchester regularly, and others I would meet in various chinese places in Bayswater. Thais, you see. Couldn't bear to eat the 'Thai' food in London, so stuck to chinese. So, in short, my first paragraph is nonsense. :-(
The thing is, I grew up going to really mediocre Chinese restaurants with my family, and developed a sentimental attachment to them that endures to this day. Oddly, Jewish families eating in bad Chinese restaurants seems to be a 'thing'. I believe Giles Coren has written at length about this too. My missus reckons it's because they don't tend to mix meat and dairy.
This was less an 'occasion' takeaway, and more a 'need to eat quickly, can't be f*cked to cook' takeaway.
It was a Deliveroo jobbie. I'm assuming no self-respecting food outlet would have anything to do with the c*nts, given that their workers have a habit of tipping your f*cking food upside down as they try to make up for their sh*t wages by reaching your house at double quick speed.
Broadwick Street innit.
https://www.theguardian.com/lifeands...iew-jay-rayner