TLG soldiered on through Tuesday/Legislative Monday. The Hand drew #11 from The Cup in patented Lunch Game fashion, so off we went, intending to follow the edict of the gamesheet and "Get in a cab, ask where he is from. Where does he get that food?" Having hailed and dismissed several cabbies (causing consternation up and down 6th ave) and having no luck in finding someone willing to bend his insurance policy and take five people in a cab (including a minivan cab-- bastard), we finally chose a conveyance.
We got off to a smashing start. Our cabbie was Ecuadorian, it emerged. (Mmm. Ecuadorian food.) However, we faltered on the second question. "Queens," he tersely replied.
A quick look was exchanged-- sure, it was Mon[Tues]day, but we could go to Queens for Ecuadorian food, right? Wrong. The location of the restaurant: "too far, too far." So Queens was out. Ecuadorian in Manhattan? "No," he said tersely.
Board Member Eric showed a remarkable ability to think on his feet and suggested: "Mexican?" Because, after all, both Ecuador and Mexico are (1) south of the United States and (2) Spanish-speaking. So TerseCabby drove us to the 58th St. location of Rosa Mexicana.
Which turned out to be closed for lunch. More quick thinking led the participants to adapt the TLG precatory language, leading them to the closest restaurant they could see from their position. Fusha turned out to be a quality Japanese restaurant, with a mural made of beans and an indoor petrified forest. Success. Today's adventure encapsulated the serendipitous spirit of The Lunch Game and proved that perseverance pays off.
Some questions remain. Was there crack in the hot and sour soup? Was the man in the chicken suit really resulting in an uptick in his deli's sales? Why is TLG Monday edition #11 so hard? And most importantly: Derek, why do you always have to go straight to the Baboon uterus joke?
Tune in next time.
Tuesday, February 20, 2007
To Ecuador... and Beyond!
Posted by lex at 7:47 PM
Labels: awesome, baboon uterus, Fusha, Game Day, I Heart Lunch, monday edition, Restaurants Visited, Write-up
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So evidently there is a restaurant in Park Slope called the Chip Shop (www.chipshopnyc.com) that will let you deep fry pretty much anything that you bring in. I believe this should be incorporated into the Friday Gamesheet with all deliberate speed. Grocery Shopping Credit Card roulette and Secret Santa could also be involved with this entry in that we could all pick out different foods to be deep fried and leave it up to the TLG gods as to who will end up paying.
No pics?
The pic should be up as soon as I get the file from participant Alex. I don't know if it's fair to say that I always go straight to the baboon's uterus joke. Often perhaps, but always?
Little did you know that the Fusha name is causing controversy in the courts:
http://www.courts.state.ny.us/REPORTER/3dseries/2005/2005_02983.htm
Looks like Mr. Crabby Cab was WRONG
"El Sabrosa Restaurant
Neighborhood: Manhattan/Midtown South
265 West 37th Street
New York, NY 10018
Larry L. writes: El Sabrosa is an Ecuadorian lunch counter behind two sets of freight doors. "
FUCKER.
I agree with Nadya, insofar as
FUCKER.
Fucker. (Nadya, supra note 5.)
To come to the defense of the much-maligned Mr. Crabby Cab, he did not say that there was not an Ecuadorian restaurant in Manhattan - he just said that he didn't know of one. (C.f. Nadya, supra note 5.)
Eric,
Then Mr. M. Aligned Crabby Cab must not have been a real Ecuadorian. Being part Colombian, I know at least partly where Colombian restaurants are. Following this logic, he should know fully where Ecuadorian restaurants are. See?
xo-n
PS: Anyway, what kind of an Ecuadorian name is Crabby Cab?!? Hmmmmm. I think there is a worldwide conspiracy to thwart TLG. FUCKERS.
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