Dylan and i took a break from school to hit the market for the weeks fruits and vegetables. One of the first stalls we always hit is the Lebanese sandwich guy. His booth is usually the first or second one in the market area, today he wasn't there. Dylan stopped in front of his usual spot(occupied buy a dude selling olives) and yelled "CHEESE SANDWICH" as loud as he could."Oh great" I thought but i convinced D that we should walk the market and look for the cheese sandwich guy. This resulted in me doing the shopping in my horrible french while Dylan followed, stopping every 10 feet to yell "CHEESE SANDWICH" this went on for 45 minutes. Luckily there was a protest across the street at APEC that involved 4 bullhorns each with a different siren sound(it was pretty tame but i was ready to overturn and torch a car if the opportunity presented itself). On the plus side i bought a piece of cheese that smells like a goat's ass so it should be tasty.
CHEESE SANDWICH
2 comments:
Oh no! Poor Dylan! Did you ever find the Cheese Sandwich guy? I hope he returns soon! :)
No luck on the lebanese cheese sandwich but i cooked him a grilled cheese as soon as we got home.
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