Apr 1, 2008

Paris—l'Ebauchoir



Since our day-old craving for papaya salad did not get satiated, we decided to head back to the Thai restaurant that didn't see our faces last night. On our way there Chess points out a banner in front of the Hôpital Saint-Louis: "En grève". A strike. What else is new? All i could think of was how lucky i was (so to speak) that it wasn't on strike that 1993 October day when i arrived in the emergency room with a bleeding eye, a torn crystalline lens and a cracked orbital bone. We ended up eating at l'Ebauchoir, a nice neighborhood restaurant, because it was closer and my bro didn't feel like walking. That papaya salad/sticky rice craving is growing bigger by the hour.

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