So this isn't really so much a cultural observation as a you-can't-live-in-Sydney-and-not-mention-it-if-you-have-a-blog type deal: in Coogee Bay (that's a place) this pub (which they call a hotel, for reasons best known to themselves) served annoying customers um, excremement with their ice cream. What's more, the customers ate it.
Having been a waitress, I do empathize with the need to frustate the frustratingly frustrated, though I certainly can't fathom taking such extreme measures. At Perkins we usually just stuck to pee.
Sunday, November 2, 2008
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