I got
a phone call from my brother the other day, saying he & his co-worker Esau
would be having lunch at a nearby location and were wondering if I could join
them.
“It’s
that noodle-place on Dimond and Old Seward, called Pho-netic. You’ll like them;
they have… you know… noodles!”
How
could I resist?
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