Pastries: Part the second
Kaloo Kalay!
Oh Frabjous Day!
Yesterday I was all grumpy about the change in pastries in the little coffee shop across the road. None could console me, none could deter the thoughts in my wicked heart. But today I am a bright and shiny happy thing. I have found my mecca, my Valhalla, my own private Idaho, er. Ok, maybe not that last one but I have found a place where the pastries are sweet and flaky, where the pain au chocolat is warm and buttery. Ask and you shall recieve, they say. So I asked the universe and it responded with the kiosk on Leeson Bridge.
Oh joy! oh Bliss!
I am snarfing down an almond croissant as I type, please forgive the butterfingered typos.
And as my tenuous love for humanity is restored so, by default, is the fate of the world.
I shall not Destroy you today my loves.
bah, and i was looking forward to widespread smiting from Eli!
Comment by ro_G — April 6, 2006 @ 11:24 am
Keen observers will note that Islamic extremists don’t eat pain au chocolats.
Comment by Chris — April 6, 2006 @ 8:59 pm