Food, F-Bombs & Foolish Questions

Oh jeepers! These Yanks rabbiting on about food, young heavyweight fatties chewing the cud. Did they come in with the attendants, the media? Cooks, chefs working here possibly, though that kind of expertise was attained by all of the long-term practiced travelers. Ooohh. Ahhhh. This and that. Can you taste the .....? I prefer the .... Good choice. (She had either chosen the dishes or Komala itself to begin with.) The day after difficult to stomach; sudden queasiness in the guts. Really impossible to adopt an easy, friendly, even neutral posture; relax those facial muscles. Canna be done, simply canna. The same seats on the return from Osaka was a good thing or bad? It was unclear. Heading over to the Sweets counter was dicing with trouble, you would have counseled, No. Try a drink of water instead. De Niro F-bombing his and their President overnight at some film or TeeV award event. Tut-tut. Below the belt Roberto. Did Trump alter so much in fact? Did the Americans need their foreign policy packaged more palatable and the showmanship deliver a bit more finesse and style? The middle-class who don’t do drugs in the States do food, stands to reason, haute cuisine and down. Here with the giant prohibition, noose and cane, food was big. Which place serves the best fish-head curry, nasi lemak, dum bryani??? The local guy here became rather rattled in a CNN interview from reports. Freedom of expression not what it might be in your country, sir?... Well, the electorate recently made a judgment. When the electorate begins seeking further freedom, then hopefully.... But sir, the recent case of.... We have Hong Lim Park if anyone wishes to spout &etc. Man would have been toweled down in his corner by his handlers after that round, unused to such lines of questioning, certainly on home turf. And elsewhere it was all trade deals, investment options, fin. deregulation—not this freedom jabber. Sounded quite unlike the smiling face meeting and greeting the uncles and aunties at the food courts across the island; much more like big brother that his siblings were complaining about recently, manipulating their poor old Da’s will.