Tempy

A day by day and often hourly account of a temp

Thursday, April 26, 2007

I just spent an hour looking for specific, and only available in France, tiny gift bags with chocolates in them.

Comme ceci:

Unfortunately they could not be delivered in three hours as the party is tonight.

At 3:52 PM, patient boy said...: Oh, so you'll walk to Duane Reade for a doodle pad, but you won't walk to Fauchon for chocolatey gift bags? What kind of French girl are you?
At 3:55 PM, Tempy said...: Fauchon closed two months ago. You should try google.
At 4:07 PM, Anonymous said...: I have to stop going to your blog. I just get hungry.
At 4:11 PM, patient boy said...: Oops. I don't really get to midtown anymore.
At 4:15 PM, Tempy said...: You Gramercy folk. If it makes anyone feel any better, I didn't even know what Fauchon was until today.
At 4:23 PM, patient boy said...: Careful, you're gonna get your passport revoked.
At 4:28 PM, Tempy said...: They'll only revoke it if I admit I love freedom
At 4:37 PM, patient boy said...: ...fries.
At 4:38 PM, Tempy said...: La liberté frit
At 5:25 PM, Unknown said...: Fauchon??? Isn't that some sort of fancy pigeon?