My open letter:
Bonsoir Kazu... I've now been in your legendary establishment about 1/2 dozen times, and what was once an innocent crush has now ballooned to become an all-out infatuation. My nostrils have fogged up your windows while staring enviously at the dining patrons and awaiting impatiently in queue to put ass to seat... But damn you're worth it. So worth it.
I travel from Boston and have on occasion endured 9 hour Greyhound rides to achieve my fix, and there is no denying it... Le burger aux crevettes (shrimp burger) changed my life. It simply makes my toes curl. Every. Fucking. Time.
This is what you do to me. I've even considered switching hockey allegiance to conform with your surroundings, but Patrice Bergeron said he would un-friend me on FB if I did so. The beef between our teams is too real out here in these streets. I hope we can come to another compromise. Let me know, I'll be around.
Do you like me, Kazu? Please circle: Oui or Non
-Bean