Spread those crystal wings
The time we spent shopping in the “Mall” was fun. A chance to go to an unfamiliar bookstore. Shopping for nothing at all in the various electronic centres. Really good Japanese-style stirfry, on a grill so new it still shone; the food will be even better once they bake it black. We tried to buy pop in the local “not really a wholesaler” outlet, but I couldn’t justify buying that many of anything. In the evening, with a production line of Reuben’s out of the way, the group decided to go for industrial quantities of chicken wings. We’d already consulted the menu on the web, but when you see takeout trays filled with such flavours as “Parmesan Garlic”, “Dill Pickle”, “Ranch” and “Brown-eyed Girl”, the idea of buffalo takes a 180 down the ramp.
