Jun 7, 2012

Sushi Express


So Chang discovers this outlet, right in the heart of JongCeylon, Patong's largest mall. And it's a buffet, which means you can eat as much as you like. For 300 bath (10 US$). Or perhaps, more precisely: eat as much as you can, because that's the idea of buffets, isn't it. And if we can mangle our philosophical thoughts at this point, if maximizing quantity and utility converge buffet-wise, we are dealing with a case resistant to Hegel's conversion law ("Quantität schlägt in Qualität um"), which, by implication, also weakens Karl Marx's case (if only Alexis Tsipras, the new, young, handsome, charismatic, Greek leader would know, it might save the Euro).



You have 1 hour 15 minutes for eating more than you like; a wall clock watches with red digital display over the proceedings, an ambulance is waiting outside.



Wait, wait! Didn't you say you don't like sushi? Did I? Where, when? Well, we just know, admit it, Michael, we just know you don't like sushi. Anyhow, this is a special case, and Chang's avowed predilection for sushi overrules anything else at this juncture, since we are already so close to the joint, its gravity has become irresistible, we're swallowed by the Sushi Express as if it were a black hole (or is a black hole, the jury is out on that one).



Let's make a long story short: my buffet performance leaves much to be desired. Chang suggests that we split up next time and I get my kicks in Knightsbridge, or with Ronald McDonald, or whatever.

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