I THINK It’s Wang’s Noodle House, but I can’t be sure.

I actually don’t know. I was passing by and hungry. They’re very small, with like four or five tables only. But I’ll make sure I’ll go back there next time I’m in the city.

Edit: Looking at photos, I THINK it’s Wang’s Noodle House.

If you ever go to Ottawa, there’s a noodle bar in the ByWard Market that’s amazing. The guy stretches the noodles the moment you ask. Simple ingredients, amazing taste.

No, we Canadians don’t want America, specially the red part. Well, maybe Alaska. That part is OK, they have king crab.

Considering it’s Florida, yeah I’m a bit surprised. Thankful, but a bit surprised.

But… that’s not the right way. Are you saying the ISO8601 violates ISO8601?

• so, apparently not I just whooshed, I didn’t even noticed the dates are ambiguous.

Meanwhile French Quebec curse words are entirely made of religious words.

Hosti de sacrifice de câlice de tabarnak!!!

Few years back I went on a cruise in the US. Small ship, so not many kids, average age was pretty high. First thing I noticed at night was the amount of white boomers accompanied by asian women. At least the women didn’t look very young.

Stepfather or new boyfriend?

I told this story before. I was migrating an old system to a new one and we discovered that we were still sending faxes to some companies. Our system would create a PDF and send to a server that was connected to a phone line. So we called those companies to ask if we could find another way to send the documents. We learned that they too had a server with a software that would receive the fax and transform it in a PDF.

And I just saw on the news that it was the helicopter’s fault.

This was a teacher that told me in the 90s. “Phone calls are an invasion. When you call someone you’re saying ‘stop everything you’re doing and talk to me’. This was specially true when Caller ID was not a thing.”

Leaving a message equals to a DM or text. The recipient can respond later, but a call, it must be at that moment. It’s synchronous.

Oh, man! Yesterday my daughter asked to confirm that avocados are, in fact, berries. And they are!

This is from Montreal’s south shore agglomeration:

Interesting. So the assembly manual doesn’t have any words, just pictograms. And you have to do it over a carpet.

Do you have to assemble your own mines?

The clit? I loved playing with that.

And her insurance probably covers EVERYTHING.

Here, they close up the bowl with plexiglass, so no one can get any idea (specially kids?).