Take a flash in the pan for the air is dry and cold and leaves the lungs at quarter capacity after the uphill rush. Another corner still and the full half is back to optimum. One edge on the clock says different and the same, still lunch it is with the raft of options on offer.
In this instance, Newtown Thai on King Street at least a half hour before the tables are all gone. Flimsy paper menus in the holder suffer no long term signs of stress from sauce splatter. Rice with mixed mushrooms. Pork as the meat from the three on offer.
Pork, baby corn, cauliflower, carrots and possibly seaweed, join in on the action with the mushrooms. An affair with a deflated sense of rice in the mix. An easy to mix well of sauce makes the task of spreading the vegetable and oil juices within reason and without the complications of drowning.
Strips of the chewy chewy appear a few times, unwilling to make themselves the kind to break down in under fifty or so. Baby corn feels out of place, but then the seaweed brings it back some and the lunch is done before it's started.
Monday, 25 September 2006 - 18:17
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