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Wednesday, November 09, 2021

As a matter of practicality, it makes perfect sense for a woman to keep her wireless phone stashed in her bra (assuming, as I am, that there’s ample room there). It is one less thing to clutter a purse, after all. And there’s little chance of missing a call.

Then again, phone retrieval can make for an unintentional show, especially at a Dallas Stars hockey game.

(Via dustbury.com — the story, not the video)

- Costa Tsiokos, Wed 11/09/2021 10:37:19 PM
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Today, to celebrate the birthday of a coworker, we all went out to El Toro Negro Mexican Restaurant and Grocery at lunchtime. We were tipped off to the place by a gushing review in last week’s paper, touting the “real” and abundant Mexican cuisine.

The Black Bull delivered. The portions were huge. Even though Mexican is probably my least favorite type of food (I hate beans and tomatoes, so you figure it out), I was quite pleased.

I think we all forgot about the “grocery” part of the name. There was a good few aisle of bodega-style food and sundry items right next to the dining area, and while waiting for our food, we browsed the offerings. There was a lot of Hispanic food items that are hard to find in the average Publix, including about a dozen different types of dried chilis. The most unusual item: Dry grounded shrimp.

If you’re in the neighborhood (the restaurant review mentioned Kenneth City as the location, but El Toro’s menu said Pinellas Park), and you like authentic Mexican food, you’ll definitely have to check it out. And bring a grocery basket, too.

- Costa Tsiokos, Wed 11/09/2021 10:03:01 PM
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While this entire article about Brazil’s sugar-growing and refinement industry, and its prospects for global ethanol production, was a good read, I was particularly grabbed by the description of working conditions in the sugarcane fields:

There is perhaps no harder work in all of agriculture. Despite a hot sun, cutters wear metal grill goggles, heavy gloves and body armor to protect themselves from the tough cane stalks, which are only accessible after setting controlled fires.

Hot ash and cane stalks are sent flying as the teams, armed with machetes, set to work, taking occasional water breaks. Traditionally known as “boias frias” (literally “cold meal” in Portuguese), the slave-like labor conditions of cane cutters were for many years a source of shame.

Body armored under a tropical sun, in the middle of a smoldering burn zone. Think about that at the start of your next workday.

- Costa Tsiokos, Wed 11/09/2021 09:43:20 PM
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law-talkin' guys
Am I the only one who can’t look at the logo of law firm Dean Mead and not read it as “Dead Mean”?

Something about the symmetrical stacking of the eight letters, with “Dean” on top and “Mead” on bottom. It could be a peculiar strain of dyslexic transpositioning on my part, too. I’m sure it’s no reflection of the firm itself. (But I wouldn’t be surprised if some subliminal action was taking place.)

- Costa Tsiokos, Wed 11/09/2021 09:21:51 PM
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