UMMM...WHAT? POST OF THE DAY
Key mystery quote: "In Taipei, pressure on people is high, and they want a place near home where they can feel relaxed."
(Thanks to sthnbelle)
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April 23, 2007
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Chinese gustatory experience OTD, SF
Posted by: mm | April 23, 2007 at 04:43 PM
awesome day! Got posted and first! Ollie Ollie end free. snork. Now can some one show me the secret handshake?
Posted by: GungaDan | April 23, 2007 at 04:47 PM
dang, but close
Posted by: GungaDan | April 23, 2007 at 04:48 PM
Just.
Don't.
Get it.
Posted by: Punkin Poo | April 23, 2007 at 04:49 PM
Sorry, GungaDan, you'll have to wait to learn the secret handshake.
(Right, everyone?, winkwink)
And Yea me!
Posted by: sthnbelle | April 23, 2007 at 04:49 PM
Sure, GungaDan, I'll show you the handshake. Turn around.
Congrats, S'belle! But what are these people thinking? And a Holocaust-themed restaurant? WTF?
Posted by: Annie Where-but-here | April 23, 2007 at 04:50 PM
and you just know they have some chocolate dessert that they serve in a bedpan...
Posted by: Gelatinous Bob | April 23, 2007 at 04:50 PM
What do you tip a doc who performs circucisions?
Posted by: Annie Where-but-here | April 23, 2007 at 04:51 PM
You can go ahead and send in your "First" club dues, however - check payable to "Dave Barry for President (Yes, of the United States)"
Posted by: sthnbelle | April 23, 2007 at 04:51 PM
*tosses 'm' up there*...rats
Posted by: Annie Where-but-here | April 23, 2007 at 04:52 PM
Yeah, nothing says relaxation like a trip to the hospital!
Posted by: Bethie | April 23, 2007 at 04:53 PM
Thanks, I think I'll cook for myself tonight. And tomorrow. And for the entire foreseeable future.
And, AWbh, obviously, sausage.
Posted by: Clean Hands | April 23, 2007 at 04:56 PM
A guy with liver problems running a bar. Cooincidence?
Posted by: the world has a fivver | April 23, 2007 at 04:57 PM
"Years ago, a Taipei bistro tried a Holocaust theme, but eventually removed items and photos reminiscent of Nazi Germany brutality under pressure from Jewish groups."
Oh, wow.
I. LOVE. ASIA.
Posted by: Crash | April 23, 2007 at 04:58 PM
At least you don't have to wear those flimsy paper gowns.
I wonder if my HMO covers this. I wonder if my HMO covers anything.
Posted by: Annie Where-but-here | April 23, 2007 at 05:02 PM
Shouldn't there be a nuclear war bar, too, where the waitresses all have mutations?
(Why do I have a strong premonition that I will regret suggesting this in a place where those wacky Taipaieans can read it?)
Posted by: Clean Hands | April 23, 2007 at 05:03 PM
YAY! sbelle!!!
and WTFBBQICU????
Posted by: Siouxie | April 23, 2007 at 05:03 PM
Full meal from a toilet bowl?.............Ok....I'll say it...."Tastes like sh!t"
Posted by: Jazzzz | April 23, 2007 at 05:04 PM
Showgirl-waitress-dancer-with-rabbit-ears.
Hmmmm - something tells me we aren't in Kansas anymore, Toto.
Posted by: sthnbelle | April 23, 2007 at 05:05 PM
DO NOT try the liver and onions at this place!
Posted by: Jazzzz | April 23, 2007 at 05:07 PM
Toto makes the toilet bowl
Posted by: Jazzzz | April 23, 2007 at 05:09 PM
Jazzz - I think that was posted here ages ago. CH - that's no worse than the Holocaust theme.
There used to be a restaurant in LA that prided itself on the insults the waiters would toss at you. I can't remember the name.
Posted by: Annie Where-but-here | April 23, 2007 at 05:10 PM
I'll have the 'heart attack on a plate,' please.
Posted by: Annie Where-but-here | April 23, 2007 at 05:13 PM
Hey! I guess that toilet-bowl place is a tabletop teriaki grill joint then, eh?
Posted by: Clean Hands | April 23, 2007 at 05:15 PM
If your fork happens to fall, whatever you do, do NOT bend OVER!
*Mild Warning*
Posted by: Siouxie | April 23, 2007 at 05:16 PM
"Bip... bip... bip.... beeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee."
"Ah, your dinner is now ready, Mr. Chang."
Posted by: Clean Hands | April 23, 2007 at 05:17 PM
Do you have the "rectal polyp" appetizers?
Posted by: Jazzzz | April 23, 2007 at 05:17 PM
With fries like that, who needs enemas?
Posted by: Annie Where-but-here | April 23, 2007 at 05:18 PM
Boy, they'll deep fry anything these days, won't they?
Posted by: Clean Hands | April 23, 2007 at 05:19 PM
Siouxie!!!!!!!! "acceessories (sic) not included" .
Please tell me you have that outfit ;-)
Posted by: Jazzzz | April 23, 2007 at 05:20 PM
LOL CH!
Posted by: Siouxie | April 23, 2007 at 05:21 PM
"Did you know I have my father's eyes? Really. Right here on my plate."
Posted by: Annie Where-but-here | April 23, 2007 at 05:21 PM
We'll need pictures, of course. :-D
Posted by: Clean Hands | April 23, 2007 at 05:22 PM
Jazzzzie, I borrowed it from Annie...
Posted by: Siouxie | April 23, 2007 at 05:22 PM
Annie -- might you be thinking of Dick's Last Resort? There was one here in Denver, but it went away.
Posted by: WriterDude | April 23, 2007 at 05:22 PM
"So, the good news is that my date kept his hands where I could see them all night..."
Posted by: Clean Hands | April 23, 2007 at 05:23 PM
Sio...order me two of the "candy posing pouchs" from men's wear, please.
Posted by: Jazzzz | April 23, 2007 at 05:25 PM
Two? o.O
Posted by: Clean Hands | April 23, 2007 at 05:26 PM
I'll have the pupu-bladder. Better make that 'to go.'
WD - it had a 50's style theme. Wish I could remember.
Siouxie - this time, when you're done with it, get it drycleaned, for peter's sake. -Peter's sake (saki?) really leaves a stain.
Posted by: Annie Where-but-here | April 23, 2007 at 05:29 PM
OK Jazzzzie!! Butt, I think you'd look better in THIS!
*Warning...c*ck shown*
Posted by: Siouxie | April 23, 2007 at 05:29 PM
"volumn" discount
Posted by: Jazzzz | April 23, 2007 at 05:29 PM
*SNORK* & EW @ the Poop Poop Bladder!!
Posted by: Siouxie | April 23, 2007 at 05:31 PM
now THAT is a pecker
Posted by: Jazzzz | April 23, 2007 at 05:31 PM
you mean 'volume dicks count.'
Posted by: Annie Where-but-here | April 23, 2007 at 05:32 PM
=8-o
Posted by: Clean Hands | April 23, 2007 at 05:36 PM
Yeah Annie....Any girl that says "size doesn't matter" is lying. I am of course talking about serving sizes at the restaurant.
Posted by: Jazzzz | April 23, 2007 at 05:38 PM
...which is, sooner or later, closely related to the shirt size.... which most assuredly does count.
Posted by: Clean Hands | April 23, 2007 at 05:39 PM
*orders finger food and a frosty Ringer's beverage*
Posted by: CJrun | April 23, 2007 at 05:48 PM
CJ?? what?? no hooters hot wings for ya??
Posted by: Siouxie | April 23, 2007 at 05:57 PM
Why have a restaurant with a hospital theme? I say have a hospital with a restaurant theme...Paging Dr.Dahmer...Paging Dr.Dahmer you're wanted in Daves Blog.
Posted by: posted by | April 23, 2007 at 05:58 PM
I'm Dyin with the lack of humor at this place...CUT out the backslappin it's not humor.
Posted by: posted by | April 23, 2007 at 06:00 PM
"I'll have the 'funny bone' well done, please."
*pat's self on back*
Posted by: Annie Where-but-here | April 23, 2007 at 06:42 PM
*snorksnorksnork!!* to nearly everyone the whole way down....
WHY, OH (not Wyo), WHY is Nurse Tammy asleep for this one....?
Oh, the comments she'd be making....
And, Annie - could it have been an Ed Debevic's? They did the insult thing to a T.
Posted by: DeskDiva | April 23, 2007 at 07:06 PM
DeskDiva - ding ding ding - Ed Debevic's! Of course. Thank you.
Posted by: Annie Where-but-here | April 23, 2007 at 08:21 PM