Today's Culinary URL

Does anyone who reads my journal except me remember The Automat? Horn and Hardart used to run many of these restaurants, up until 1991 when the last one closed in New York City. You provided yourself with change, went to the wall of little doors, selected what you wanted and put coins in the slot. Then you turned the knob and, presto! The door opened and you got your food.

Well, Bamn is opening on St. Mark's Place in New York City; a modern automat with an Asian kick. I can't wait to get to New York, arm myself with some quarters, and try it. The New York Sun article is here.

Yumn!

Todays spam message

...sounds quite literary, even if it makes no sense whatsoever. I have deleted all the links and the like so, enjoy!! I especially like the last sentence of the first paragraph. I shall bold those parts I find particularly funny, but YMMV.

The snooty fighter pilot is mitochondrial. When you see a hairy burglar, it means that some fundraiser beams with joy. The stovepipe beyond a tornado overwhelmingly befriends some girl scout for a cough syrup. A foreign ski lodge knowingly gives a pink slip to the soggy stovepipe. When you see the vacuum cleaner of the rattlesnake, it means that some scooby snack dies.

The turkey beyond a girl scout writes a love letter to a statesmanlike umbrella. A stovepipe, the jersey cow, and a fruit cake are what made America great! Furthermore, a hole puncher beyond the salad dressing returns home, and a cough syrup is a big fan of the umbrella. If a ski lodge trades baseball cards with a miserly football team, then the pork chop reads a magazine. When a ball bearing for the line dancer is moronic, the cocker spaniel living with the minivan tries to seduce the wedge from the tornado.

A burglar behind a support group steals pencils from a moronic recliner. Indeed, the knowingly statesmanlike scythe inexorably cooks cheese grits for a sheriff. Now and then, another earring living with a pit viper underhandedly recognizes the turkey from a grand piano. When the fundraiser is mean-spirited, a tabloid living with a chess board overwhelmingly buries the paper napkin. Another tomato earns frequent flier miles, because a stovepipe organizes another carpet tack of the CEO.

A reactor near a razor blade ruminates, but some grain of sand near the abstraction gives a pink slip to a mating ritual living with the demon. Indeed, the overwhelmingly most difficult cashier befriends a nation. A righteous rattlesnake negotiates a prenuptial agreement with a minivan over a buzzard. Furthermore, a mating ritual related to a fruit cake feels nagging remorse, and a South American tuba player plans an escape from the worldly rattlesnake the judge over the bartender. A microscope defined by the earring derives perverse satisfaction from an asteroid inside a mortician.

Today's Religious Bons Mots URL

is here, from Overheard in New York. Who knew that statistic about bibles?