° What's that? Its
circular.
* It's goat's cheese
° Can I taste?
* Sure.
° Christ almighty Jonas,
how can you eat this shit?
* I can't. I hate it.
It's E's.
° How can she eat it?
* Well, she's foreign
to us for a start. That means she can do loads of stuff we can't. Especially here in Paris.
° But ... Rachel is foreign to us as well, and
she eats what I eat.
* Yes but she's
foreign in a different way Ken. They're more like us. Can you get out of my refrigerator
now please.
° Hang on. What's this?
* That's cheese as
well.
° Christ Jonas, how
many differ ... wait! Is this cheese too?
* Yep.
° Oh I'm not sure I
can cope with all this, J. What's wrong with these people? I don't think I can
deal with life abroad Jonas. This isn't going nearly as well as I'd foreseen. Never mind the cheese, have you seen how many people smoke? And I still can't find anywhere that sells
cigarettes ... and people ask you for cigarettes on the street! People with
cigarettes, while I have none. They actually ask me for cigarettes. J? Jonas?
Where are you going? Come back!
5 comments:
Damn Cheese.
Don't get me started on that!
What a brilliantly written interaction. I can positively smell the cheese 8)
xoxo
Love this.
Goat cheese...
Yummy i LOVE goat cheese...and NO i am not kidding...it is wonderful on toasted bread, with some roasted almonds, french homemade dressing..
And a salad...so don´t knock goat cheese...it´s freaking wonderful:)
SP
I'm an ex smoker who relapsed in Italy last summer. They were so passionate about smoking. I never seen anything like it. I am once again a non smoker back in the US. But what I would do to change places with you. I would completely fit in grubbing cigarettes on the streets of Paris and eating all that wonderful European cheese. I can't believe you don't like that cheese?
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