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Terry
Ebiro, Jingumae
5 years ago
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A whimsical look at fine dining in the world's gastronomic capital, by Your Humble Correspondent.
Food without memory is just digestion
Stop forking around!
5 forks Forking mad if you don't go
4 forks One of life's forking delights
3 forks Well worth what you'll fork out
2 forks Forking tradesman-like
1 fork See Rude about Food
4 forks One of life's forking delights
3 forks Well worth what you'll fork out
2 forks Forking tradesman-like
1 fork See Rude about Food
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Food without memory is just digestion
"Le blog il nait, puis il vit, mais point ne meurt, en l'homme il survit"
The blog is born, lives, but never dies, for it lives on within the reader
Baron Phillipe (nearly)
"In faith, he is a worthy gentleman, exceedingly well read, and profited in strange concealments, valiant as a lion and as wondrous affable and as bountiful as mines of India"
William Shakespeare, Henry IV Part 1, 1597
"A very valiant trencher-man"
William Shakespeare, Much Ado About Nothing; Act I, Scene I
William Shakespeare, Henry IV Part 1, 1597
"A very valiant trencher-man"
William Shakespeare, Much Ado About Nothing; Act I, Scene I
An Epitaph
Je veux que la mort frappe
Au milieu d'un grand repas
Qu'on m'enterre sous la nappe
Entre quatre large plats,
Et que sur ma tombe on metteC
ette courte inscription:
"Ci-git le premier poete
Mort d'une indigestion"
I pray that death may strike me
In the middle of a large meal
I wish to be buried under the tablecloth
Between four large dishes
And I desire that this short inscription
Should be engraved on my tombstone:
"Here lies the first poet
Ever to die of indigestion"
Marc Antoine Desaugiers
1772-1827
Au milieu d'un grand repas
Qu'on m'enterre sous la nappe
Entre quatre large plats,
Et que sur ma tombe on metteC
ette courte inscription:
"Ci-git le premier poete
Mort d'une indigestion"
I pray that death may strike me
In the middle of a large meal
I wish to be buried under the tablecloth
Between four large dishes
And I desire that this short inscription
Should be engraved on my tombstone:
"Here lies the first poet
Ever to die of indigestion"
Marc Antoine Desaugiers
1772-1827
About Me
- Terry
- Shirokane, Tokyo, Japan
- I am a long time resident of Tokyo. My interests are diverse - but mainly revolve around people and food. I run a small marketing company in Tokyo, while slowly branching out into consulting on growth strategies. Posts represent my personal views with no bribes, inducements or payment from any source.
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