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John and I sat out on the bench in front of the Jimtown Store, phrasing a Help Wanted advertisement to be placed in the Santa Rosa Press Democrat. John wanted to know how to incorporate the phrase "food savvy" into the ad.
—What is food savvy?
—Well, I'll tell you what food savvy isn't: We were at Cousteaux's. . .
—Wait, you go to Cousteaux's?
—Their bread is awful, but their cookies are good. Anyway, we pointed at some cookies in the case and asked the girl behind the counter what they were. She said "I don't know what they are called, but I think they have anus in them."
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