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No sooner had the last dish been placed on the table at the Pine & Bamboo than it started. I was startled at first, as long, thin, hinged metal arms unfolded from the edge of the large disc in the middle of the table and began dipping rapidly into the bowls of food and distributing neat little piles
into plates and bowls. People were speaking the names of the dishes and the disc would spin just quickly enough that plates were prevented flying off across the room, before stopping and doling out more.
The woman next to me, some sort of distant cousin, was the last to speak, "Rice, please." An arm whirred into action, dropping a soft, fluffy ball of steamed rice into her waiting bowl. It then retracted into the edge of the device.
I was fascinated. For the rest of the evening I played with the device, stuffing myself on the Five Spice Quail, Peking Picnic Chicken and whatever else seemed to end up farthest from me each time it stopped.
Damned clever restaurateurs, these Chinese. I was definitely coming back to this place.
a lovely tribute to susen on this memorable day.
http://www.halfbake...Forrest_2c_20Run_2e
[po, Oct 04 2004, last modified Oct 05 2004]
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Crispy Fry Pork Rib In Plum Sauce? OK, yeah? |
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And it's not even lunch time. + |
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Pfft. It was only 10pm here when he wrote that. |
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Maybe one for those drunken nights, after which one has little recollection of what was eaten. The Hazy Susan. |
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For vegans, the new Grasy Susan. |
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A bun for the title alone. Very lovely idea, [UB] ... HUNAN CHICKEN OVER HERE! MORE! MORE! - infernal gadget gives out such wimpy portions! [+] |
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I'm worried about an epic 'lord of the rings' style battle commencing between unabubba's Crazy Susan and Farmer John's chop bots. "It was carnage: there was fried rice and dismembered bot-sticks all over the place" + |
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Thinking of Susen - no sweet and sour horse. |
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We had a sweet and sour horse when I was a kid. Very moody animal, we called her Snotty Dot. She'd come over for a sugar lump, nuzzling around your pockets ever so gently. After she got the sugar she might let you ride her or she might bite you on the shoulder and pick you up off the ground and shake you. |
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I'd gladly have eaten a few serves of her, sweet'n'sour, satay, black bean, hostile, whatever. Evil bitch. |
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Good point. Last I heard, she was responsible for marketing food supply and refectory services at the university. That amounts to 80,000 meals per day that she was selling to faculty and students. |
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product:food dispenser would appear to be the right category, in either case. |
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Crazy Susan Delux: After meal Susan collects dirty plates, and on its/her spider legs climbs down the table into the kitchen. Not for arachnophobes, but certainly for me, I'd be happy just to have the plain one. |
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Or it swallows the plates, burps then spits everything back out, cleaned? |
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Always a clean plate at hand and I could blame Susan for my burps. I'll ask Susan to give you another croissant. |
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Mmmm, Mmmm, Good! How about "Susan Spider"? |
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Some of us are arachnophobes. |
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