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Saturday, September 2nd, 2006 07:57 am
In the hostel breakfast in Amsterdam there was this breakfast meat -- like US lunchmeat, sort of like sausage -- which was identified only as "chicken." It was as fine-grained and smooth as bologna and had little sprinkles of vegetables and maybe herbs throughout it. It tasted like chicken soup, and I loved it. What is its name? I want to find it but without a name, I don't know how.

I think I like the habit of proteinaceous sandwiches for breakfast (can't eat creal and milk anyway and shouldn't eat sweet rolls and so forth).



I sent "Clearing" to Oceans of the Mind for their Spring 2007 AI-themed issue.
Sunday, September 3rd, 2006 04:38 am (UTC)
I'm not in San Jose, but it's a half-hour drive on a good day (twice that on a bad day). We already go over the hill for groceries sometimes: there's the Mitsuwa Japanese grocery store, and Ranch 99 the Pan-Asian grocery store, and um is it the Milk Pail over by Jules which she likes because it has interesting cheese, some nice produce, and English food. Emma's boyfriend's mother has mentioned that she'd like to go on a Ranch 99 expedition and I think we could fold the Dutch grocery into that.