Cafe Menu

Cafe Menu

posted on 9 May 2007 in Menus

 

Photo courtesy of Tim P.

Menu found in Tokyo, Japan.

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coffeebot
coffeebot
12 years ago

George Bush asked me to tell you to call them “Freedom Fly” from now on

Bob
Bob
12 years ago

French Triple Whammy – Clock Monsieur, French Fly and Bucket (Bagette)

Catsin
11 years ago

Clock, monsieur? I need to time myself to see how long it takes for me to throw up after eating all those French flies and buckets.

cheftoni1990
cheftoni1990
11 years ago

the ham plate isn’t cured yet? I though we fixed that problem!

Hungry
Hungry
11 years ago

Hey waiter, can i have the rice without the bucket?

Alice in Wonderland
Alice in Wonderland
11 years ago

Why are they eating that clock from Beauty and the Beast?

Squiggly
Squiggly
11 years ago

Clock Monsieur, French flies, a piling match of cheese, all served in a bucket? Mais oui! Garçon, another bucket for Mr. Creosote!

Veggiet
11 years ago

Yes I’m on the Olive and Nut Diet. I would like 1 Olive and 1 nut to go please….

Jeff
Jeff
10 years ago

I told him: “Here’s your clock, Mounsier!”. And then, the French fly…

somebody
somebody
9 years ago

Boy, I sure can’t seem to choose what I’ll be having for today!

Draconex
Draconex
7 years ago

You mean, the ham is still sick?

Seventy2rd o clock
Seventy2rd o clock
5 years ago

– Time flies, pasta with tomato coffee nuts and flied lice to go at three o’clock, please.

Seventy2rd o clock
Seventy2rd o clock
4 years ago

Waiter, there’s rice in my worms!

Myself
4 years ago

@72rd 8:32 pm
Time flies like the wind. Fruit flies like bananas.

Myself
4 years ago

Thursday’s pasta has far to go.

Myself
4 years ago

I ran through the narrow streets of Tokyo, my heart racing. The thugs were right on my tail. Thinking quickly, I darted across a busy street right as the crosswalk light turned red, and ducked into a café. Still being pursued, I looked around for anything which could hinder the approach of these thugs. My eyes fell upon a bucket of rice which someone had ordered. “Sumimasen!”, I apologized, and picked up the bucket of rice and poured it out over the threshold of the café’s door. Then, I knocked over the towering clock monsieur which stood beside the door,… Read more »

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