Le cul entre les deux chaises

An American Spaniard in France or: How I Learned to Make an Ass of Myself in Three Cultures

INT. PRET-A-MANGER, CENTRAL PARIS — DAY

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Not this exact P*A*M, but it's a chain so, close enough

Not this exact P*A*M, but it’s a chain so, close enough

GIRL enters the UK-based fancy sandwich shop and heads straight to the cold case and grabs a New York Bloomer. GIRL loves a good meat on wheat with cornichons. GIRL goes to the drink station and liberates a ginger beer, heading for the counter.

GUY AT REGISTER

Is this all?

GIRL

Yep, this is all.

GUY AT REGISTER
(in exaggerated American accent)

Jin-jer beer-rah.

GIRL

Uh, yeah.

GUY AT REGISTER

JIN-jer BEER-rah.

GIRL

Uh, it’s really good. Have you tried it?

GUY AT REGISTER

What, this? Pfft! Not likely.

GIRL pays and leaves, totally confused about what just happened.

Ginger beerFurther Thoughts

The Guardian wasn’t too keen on PAM’s expansion.

The NYT has a hard-hitting story about PAM in the US.

The NYT also has a drink recipe that I may have to try since ginger is soooo refreshing.

Author: le cul en rows

I'm an American Spaniard, living in France. I like to tell stories.

4 thoughts on “INT. PRET-A-MANGER, CENTRAL PARIS — DAY

  1. I visit Pret here in Hong Kong for a quick sandwich about once a month. Pfft to the Frenchman dissing the ginger beer!

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