Leslie Bialler wrote, in response to "... where is the beef?"
It's coming, sir, there's a problem in the kitchen. There's been aThat, at any rate, is her story. But, I ask you, does she have any witnesses? The fricaseed Carlo, when he finally comes to and wipes away the soupe a l'oignon, is certainly going to claim she led him on, flaunting her not inconsiderable charms, and he lost control, enfin que voulez-vous, alors! And you must admit she has a history of doing this. . . . Troublemakers both of them, but these days you take what help you can get, particularly when you know that there's a bevy of starving underprivileged trial lawyers lurking behind every steam table in the place ready to pounce on the unwary restauranteur/se brave enough to say "Fatal Error: Application Terminated" when faced with such an imbroglio below stairs.
slight accident: Carlo the chef fondled Erin the waitress again, and
this time she laid him out nicely with a left hook and poured a kettle
of onion soup over him in addition. Can't really blame her, I guess.
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Leslie Bialler
Columbia University Press
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