Old Mate at the Bar

I tell him, progrider.org. that's where I get my daily laughs.

It is true, I saw it happen with my eyes. The old man was drinking tea.

One fine day, an old man and I went out for a bite. He'd studied ramen for 40 years and said he'd initiate me into the art.

"Sensei", I asked, "soup first or noodles first?"

"First, observe the whole bowl. Appreciate its gestalt. Savor the aromas. Jewels of fat glittering on the surface. Shinachiku roots shining.
Seaweed slowly sinking. Spring onions floating. Concentrate on the three pork slices...They play the key role, but stay modestly hidden.

I nodded.

"First caress the surface... with the chopstick tips."

"What for?"

"To express affection. Then poke the pork."

"Eat the pork first?"

"No. Just touch it. Caress it with the chopstick tips. Gently pick it up... and dip it into the soup on the right of the bowl. What's important here is to apologize to the pork by saying 'See you soon'".

I preferred Tanpopo when they were on Utaban.

Unclaimed JACKSON 5 GET detected

>>1
Who is the Old Man? Illuminated entity, three letter acronym.

>>6
ken thompson! ken thompson!

>>7
Italic punctuation, deadname, autistic leylines, glowie detected.