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Showing posts with label tea. Show all posts
If you're traveling in the north country...
... where Highway 63 meets Route 2... there is a café... Casablanca Traders...
... where the nice lady kept the place open for an extra 15 minutes so that Meade could have a smoothie and I could have a peppermint tea with a shot of internet. We were the only customers, and Meade said you must do very well in wintertime, and she said that's what she, a transplanted San Diegan, thought when she moved up here and opened the place. But the truth is, no one comes in the winter. The customers come on the sunny warm days (which are few, up north).
In winter, where does everyone go? Don't they want to be somewhere cozy? We drove quite a ways in the Chequamegon Forest. And what we saw were bars, bars, bars. Bars and bowling alleys. The culture up north isn't so much about coffee and WiFi. It's more about beer and bowling. That was my observation, as I drove by....
... with my vision admittedly blurred... by speed, not beer. I was on peppermint tea...
... and to-go chocolate cake, leftover from lunch.
... where the nice lady kept the place open for an extra 15 minutes so that Meade could have a smoothie and I could have a peppermint tea with a shot of internet. We were the only customers, and Meade said you must do very well in wintertime, and she said that's what she, a transplanted San Diegan, thought when she moved up here and opened the place. But the truth is, no one comes in the winter. The customers come on the sunny warm days (which are few, up north).
In winter, where does everyone go? Don't they want to be somewhere cozy? We drove quite a ways in the Chequamegon Forest. And what we saw were bars, bars, bars. Bars and bowling alleys. The culture up north isn't so much about coffee and WiFi. It's more about beer and bowling. That was my observation, as I drove by....
... with my vision admittedly blurred... by speed, not beer. I was on peppermint tea...
... and to-go chocolate cake, leftover from lunch.
"We, in the last 24 hours, have expelled Tea Party Express and Mark Williams from the National Tea Party Federation..."
It was inevitable — the struggle over the name "tea party."
Tea Party Express... National Tea Party Federation... everybody's appropriating the words. What's next?
Dialogue, chez Meadehouse:
Tea Party Express... National Tea Party Federation... everybody's appropriating the words. What's next?
Dialogue, chez Meadehouse:
Me: The New Tea Party... like the New Black Panther Party (whatever that is)...
Meade: The Green Tea Party... now, with more anti-oxidants.
Me: The White Tea Party...
Meade: People aren't going to get that.
"Bertrand Russell was so inept, physically, that he could never learn to make a pot of tea."
"Immanuel Kant could not manage to sharpen a quill pen with a penknife.
"John Stuart Mill could barely tie a simple knot."
A few lines from page 5 of "This Is Not a Novel." I love that book.
Written by David Markson, who died last Friday, at the age of 82.
"John Stuart Mill could barely tie a simple knot."
A few lines from page 5 of "This Is Not a Novel." I love that book.
Written by David Markson, who died last Friday, at the age of 82.
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