"You may be the King of the Kitchen, Coco, but you know nothing about food prep," I say to him. "You wouldn't know good knife work if it got you in the belly," I challenge.
"April Fools!" the passerby yells. "It was very funny! An absolute poisson d'Avril."
I'm on the way to Daejeon for the second week of a series of lectures on the graph structure theorem.
But it soon wasn't. As soon as the debate started, Julie and Julie shed their smiles, and we immediately saw how out-classed we were.
I was getting mixed signals. I knew it was wrong, this casual pilferage, but also, there was no hint of consequence
We don't sell anything salted, the students must have brought it in.
