I talk about my checkered career. After the pleasantries, there is a pause. I ask Zelda. But I am admiring her quick conversational cornering. She is taking this spy theme and running with it.
Men are better at sneaking around with little cameras.
I wait for the ha-ha, but it doesn't come. I finally have had a rijsttafel, and now I'm experiencing the twin feelings of satisfaction and disappointment that always accompany the first time for anything. But on the other hand, the two beef dishes from the Lunch Special No. 3 are still the best things on the menu. With the rijsttafel, there is a homogeneity to the flavors and not enough fresh crunchy vegetables. I am not sure what I would order if I came back.