The Ethnoculturcist Society has gone through a number of names in the few months it has been in existence. It is today the Ethnoculturcist Society, possibly soon to be named the Ethnoculturcist Committee. We are having political debate as to the nature of this gathering of intellectual minds in search of good food. Because that is the whole purpose, the search of good food, and the ability to enjoy it in good company. I will from here forward be documenting our illustrious travels through the hallways of New York City, and posting for your enjoyment the truth of each and every location we visit.
I have some sad news to report, as our founding members have already splintered. The original group consisted of Chad (who is not the Grand Poobah C), Becky (who putteth the smack down on unauthorized pooh bah uses but is otherwise congenial and for the betterment of the peoples who like tasty food and good company) though this is not her title, Erin (who is not the High Lord of all Dissention and Argument) and Michael, who unfortunately never even got a title he didn't get to keep. Michael has left our number for greener pastures (I assume, having never been to Cleveland, I can only assume it is greener than the upper east side).
This has left us with permanent members numbering three, which is an awkward and uneven number. The table of four is left lacking, with no fourth member to fill its seat. Unfortunately, we are not currently open for applications, because I feel (and I will probably be supported by the rest of the society, ahem, committee) that none of you are worthy. Please, don't be upset.
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