It was many years ago. Dave was in Paris, but I was busy. I told him I didn't have time to take him to a fancy restaurant, but we could have lunch at an ordinary brasserie. We met at noon, got a table. Dave was observing the habitués drinking their white wine at the counter, the office workers having steak and salad, the young people not quite sure whether it's a date.
There was no Enligh-language menu, of course, but the owner, a lady way above retirement age, who spoke French with a strong Parisian accent, turned out to speak remarkably good English. I had steak, Dave had fish, if I recall correctly. The white wine was decent, the red was okay. I'm sure we discussed bufferbloat, Dave encouraged me not to give up on Babel, I must have told him about my students, we probably slandered the IETF. I likely didn't have dessert, I don't remember whether Dave did. I went to the counter, ordered two coffees. Un express et un américano, s'il-vous-plaît. The lady stared at me blankly. Un américano, right? Young man, she said, you're not going to tell me how to make un américano, but your friend, he has to learn to drink proper coffee. It's going to be deux express. Dave was very brave that day. -- Juliusz _______________________________________________ Cerowrt-devel mailing list Cerowrt-devel@lists.bufferbloat.net https://lists.bufferbloat.net/listinfo/cerowrt-devel
