I have measured out my life in coffee spoons

[venta]

Popping upstairs for my morning toast-and-evil, I fell into conversation with a couple of colleagues. One of them tells me that the French refer to American coffee as jus de chaussettes (or "sock juice").

I like this phrase, and may adopt it. Not for American coffee, which I have no particular opinion on, but bad coffee in general.

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[venta.livejournal.com]

I can't even complain about the Chicken Vindaloo Balti that I couldn't quite finish. Ya can't blame the food for the fact that I'm a big, soft, wussy-boy.

:)

I've been led to believe that _corpse_, while living in Chicago, reassured a waiter who was trying to persuade him not to order a vindaloo with the words "it's all right, I'm British".

[http://users.livejournal.com/_corpse_/]

American-Indian did seem to be generally milder yet more tangy that British-Indian.

Still nice though.

Mmm... Chicken Jalfrezi... mmmmnnnngngnhhh...