And the winner for ``last fast-food place I eat from in 2006'' turns out to be Burger King; my parents and I stopped for a snack after dropping my brother off at the airport. It feels a bit odd stopping at the airport without going to another continent but that'll happen. Even stranger my brother didn't want us to park the car and come in until he got past security; given my way I'd wait until the plane had actually taken off before leaving. Maybe that's not the most efficient use of my time, but how often do you get to the airport with no actual responsibilities? All right, I would occasionally go to Changi Airport for no particular reason than they have a Popeye's Fried Chicken, and the long MRT ride gave me time to get quite some reading done, and the airport MRT terminal is this absolutely gorgeously huge space that it feels like you could launch a space shuttle from, even though the platform can't be any longer than all the other MRT platforms, but how often do people go to Newark for the fun of it?
Anyway while I quipped that they didn't have Rendang Double meals (two burger patties with a curry-like sauce) or Taro Turnovers or Chicken Cheesesticks (which I think I've described; they're fascinatingly chicken- and cheese-reminiscent, but are certainly sticks), I do appreciate that in the United States you can change to onion rings without paying more. Neither the US nor Singapore Burger Kings have hit on the marketing possibilities of French fries that don't taste like they got the recipe as a practical joke. I know from a newspaper article years ago that Burger King came up with a twenty-page document explaining exactly how to prepare their fries, but being ISO-9000 compliant is not a replacement for tasting good.
But we got take-out, and in a surprise move they had actual paper bags, like it was still 1983 and nobody had invented polymers yet. The bags had some promising features, like writing all over them -- I'm in favor of interesting things being written on most objects; why can't there be a short story crumpled around a Whopper with Cheese, other than that I'm pretty sure Frederic Brown is dead and nobody else writes that short on purpose? -- but it also broke as I opened it, implying a failure of its ``bag'' objectives. I admit I'm a bit out of practice with that thumb-pushing to snap the bag open since, you know, it isn't 1983 anymore. Still it felt like a shame to have an actual paper bag here in the wild and to wreck it before I could even consider using it for a book cover. And I spilled some ketchup-mustard-mayonnaise gel on my book. Too bad.
Trivia: The first month of the Babylonian calendar was Nisanu. Source: Mapping Time: The Calendar and its History, EG Richards. (What can I say? I'm easily amused by using this particular book for the first of months.)
Currently Reading: They Fought Like Demons: Women Soldiers in the American Civil War, DeAne Blanton and Lauren M Cook.