May 31st, 2001

JOY

Just a Suggestion

I know this is another entry about food, and I'm getting a little embarassed that it seems I have nothing else to talk about than commuting or eating, but...

Don't ever go to Au Bon Pain (or as the French call it: Oh, Good Pain). Or at least not the one on the corner of Vermont and L streets. Those guys have the anti-midas touch; everything they come in contact with turns to shit. They manage to hire the dumbest people on the face of the planet to work for them and all of their bread products are always pain-fully stale.

Even for today's work sponsored bagel breakfast, which of course the food was procured from the "A.B.P" as the people here call it, my bagel is stale. I don't care how on the house the thing is. A stale bagel is no prize.
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