Off to Ubon, sister restaurant to the famed Japanese fusion establishment Nobu, which is Nobu spelled backwards. No one had to point that out to me, by the way. I spotted it all by myself, which I think proves what I have said all along: I’m a pretty bright cookie. I’m not sure why the reversed spelling conceit annoys me so much but it does. It even makes me think about walking into the restaurant backwards and then signing the credit-card slip as ‘Harobed Ssor’. Harobed. I like that. It makes me sound like a brave Viking queen. ‘And that morning, Queen Harobed set sail with her army and lots of rune stones to do brave warrior-like things before coming home and inventing self-assembly furniture as well as the Alan key.’ I’m sure I’d prefer to be Harobed than Deborah. Do you know Deborah? Well, let me tell you, she’s a bright cookie, no doubt about that, but what a wuss.
issue 04 December 2004
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