Oh, sure, everybody freaking loves Monsoon’s brunch now. We said it was awesome forever ago. But do we get invited when Monsoon throws a goddammed brunch party for a ‘passel’ of Seattle bloggers? No! What the fuck is a passel anyhow!?! Fuck you Monsoon. We hate you. Your densely rich french toast and perfect, glistening, steamy, luscious dumplings mean very little to us. The next time you gather a ‘passel’ of bloggers, you had better invite your old! friend CHS because maybe, just maybe, we’ll give your perfect, glistening, steamy, luscious dumplings a try again. Maybe!
Monsoon… are you there? We’re sorry. It just hurts. Hello? We love you. Call us?
is a bitter appetizer. :(
CHS, you just got the DIS-card.
(Seattlest was totally gloating this morning. I thought about telling you but then I thought, “this is really between Monsoon and CHS” and I am totally not getting all up in their shit).
Surely Monsoon knows that “Revenge is a dish best served cold”
pho sure
Maybe this was their strategy. It appears they got even more publicity for their brunch by snubbing their closest blog site. Now people are talking about it. The event was bound to cause hurt feelings.