The Independent Group were met with a mixture of celebration and contempt: a perfect name for a British theme pub if ever there was one.
Today’s lesson would be on the topography of internal spaces. You see, young Sambal was not in the same physical location as himself. Why, that would have been too easy. He needed more time to do.
A blur of speed amongst a taste of copper; axiomatic automata spin an orthogonal geometry on to the plane of a wing. Now was not the time to start bleeding. Now was not the time to start bleeding.
I used to work as a chef in a chain Italian restaurant. I took the whole chef thing very seriously, and was very snooty about the whole thing.
Can we all just strap on a pair and grow up about grains? There has been too much hype, too much over-promotion, about grains as “superfoods”: they’re just great to eat.
I love words; I love music; I love to cook. I also, kind of, like recipes where they are written as something to read, not purely as some kind of technical document. They’re entertaining, no?
As you can see from the title, this is very much a repeat. But the point still remains: I don’t have many friends, and I never really have.