When we renovated the Baker & Hamilton building at 7th St and Townsend, we built a café in the ventricle (well, what else would you call it? the lobby's the atrium, eh?). It's called the Café Royale, and, well, you can guess what they call a cheeseburger.
Nerds... they're everywhere.
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Date: 2005-05-17 06:24 pm (UTC)Jules: They don't call it a Quarter Pounder with cheese?
Vincent: No man, they got the metric system. They wouldn't know what the fuck a Quarter Pounder is.
Jules: Then what do they call it?
Vincent: They call it a Royale with cheese.
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Date: 2005-05-17 05:35 pm (UTC)Feh.
Date: 2005-05-18 04:47 am (UTC)In other news, after years of their neon sign reading "le cafè", the downstairs café at De Anza College finally displays the accent mark in the right direction.
But you know the one that annoys the hell out of me, that wants me to strangle the owner? The Bay Area limousine company "LeGrande Affaire (http://www.limohelpline.com/legrande/enter.html)". "Affaire" is feminine, so it should be "la" and not "le", and in any case, there is no reason to stick it without whitespace to the adjective. Actually, they must have received complaints because recently they switched to their current name from "LeGrand'Affaire" which (blasphemy!) implied that they did not realize the sounded 'D' came from the feminine marker on the adjective. And of course they didn't realize this: they didn't HAVE a freakin feminine marker.
Obvious disclaimer: sorry, the argument that the owner's last name is LeGrand or LeGrande does not hold; there is no such exotic casing either, and it would be Legrand anyway (and certainly not Legrande).
So, pardon my French, but, merde!
Thib ;-)