Canteen Enthusiast Pillows

Police Canteen

LAY ZEE FUK

"Enough with how great the public schools are. Just tell us – is there a Trader Joe’s nearby?"

'Do you realize that we're sitting in a prefabricated house, eating precooked dinners, and listening to Chris Matthews' opinions?'

'Someone's been tampering with this chicken. It tastes like chicken.'

"This place is famous for its short fiction about food."

Cafe Burns.

Coffee

Swallows returning to Cappuccino.

'Chili again?'

'Oxford, Cambridge, Redbrick, Poly . . .'

Office Canteen: 'Getting in a consultant is win-win for us... we'll get the credit if it's a success - but, if it all goes wrong, we've got someone else to blame!'

'Careful, this used to be hot.'

I like the look of the sherry trifle!

'Your tea is getting cold.'

'Henderson, Sir - marketing.'

"Oh -- I've got one! If you could have dinner with anyone from history, living or dead, who would you have cater it?"

'You made me jump,'

"... with a side of brown rice, right. And can the delivery guy stop at the pharmacy and pick up my prescription?"

"No, we don't have field to plate provenance for each bean."

'Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday you like beans, now you don't like beans.'

"My depression is currently being treated with a combination of prescription medication and low-fat frozen yogurt."

Schoolgirl in canteen: 'The food's great but I wish they'd stop calling it 'pukka tukka'.'

Bookuccino. A melding of book and drink.

"Here's your... neti pot... to share..."

A turning point in the fight against rampact secularisation: the cafe priant.

'You're in trouble. Your confidential memo went toxic and so did that tuna salad.'

"This conversation is being performed in front of a live audience."

'A cafe is just a failed restaurant really, isn't it?'

"And that makes 6! That should be enough to cater for the function tonight. . ."

'MILK FIGHT!'

"No menus, you get what you deserve!"