Friday, January 26, 2018

DRINK Y'SELF FITTER (YEAH, RIGHT)


Do you remember where you were and what were you were doing at the very moment when you heard that Mark E. Smith of the Fall had died?


I do, and now I’m writing it down so I won’t forget.  I was having lunch in the Thai Patio Restaurant, 5273 Hollywood Boulevard, in LA’s Thai town, and I was sharing a plate of boar in chili sauce with my pal Anthony, and the news alert came up on his phone.  The boar stew looked like this, and it was pretty good:



We drank some beer in honor of Mr. Smith.  I was going to say, "It’s what he’d have wanted" but I don't suppose he'd have given a toss either way, and we’d probably have drunk it even if he’d still been alive.  


No comments:

Post a Comment