Monday, June 05, 2006

Easter Monkey On A Doily



Right. Going to start posting more photos. This was taken in Spain. In Sant Feliu de Guixols, to be precise. It's the place that we picked on the map whilst in the bus station in Figueres. It looked more or less on the way to Lloret de Mar (it was on the way as the crow flies, just not, as we were to find out, on the way as the bus drives). Glad we went there though. It was a little chunk of paradise perched on the edge of the Mediterranean. Wandered fully loaded up with our back packs and tent etc and found that although it was the off season, many places were already booked out. Ended up staying at a pretty upmarket resort because they had vacancy and what the hell.

Anyway, looking for somewhere to eat that first night, we found this guy. It was Easter, and where we have chocolate bunny rabbits to celebrate the miracle of the resurrection of our Lord Jesus Christ, the Spanish, it seems, have monkeys. Huge chocolate monkeys. On doilies. How fucked up is that? Dali must have had something to do with this.

The Dreaded One and I found a little tapas bar, ate and drank, discussed whether we had really just seen an Easter Monkey On A Doily, then went in search afterwards, and here you have the proof. Man, it makes our tin-foil wrapped bunnies look ridiculous.

16 comments:

Jesus Christ said...

Careful, Quick. I like you and everything, but I'm not sure I'm so keen on the subtle undercurrent of blasphemy. There's the shadow of sarcasm in evidence in this post, almost like you don't take my resurrection seriously. I'd hate to have to smite such a, you know, cool guy.

Quick said...

Erm... Between you and me, I think it's a little more blasphemous to pretend to be Jesus christ to post on someone's blog.

jesus christ said...

Who's pretending? I'm the real deal, your Lord and Saviour.

Quick said...

Get the fuck outa here! The Son of God? Posting comments on my blog? And I thought it was cool when Henry Rollins and Iggy Pop and the late Joey Ramone were posting on my blog. This is way cooler.

jesus christ said...

Well I've been a bit of a lurker for a while now and thought it was about time I joined in. I like this blog. I like the way you can go somewhere as totally awesome as Spain with its art and natural beauty, and you come back with a photo of a chocolate gorilla. That shows a lot of... erm... something. I'm not sure what it is, but I kinda like it.

About the gorilla - do you reckon it was solid chocolate or hollow?

Quick said...

It's funny you should mention that Jesus, because I was wondering the same thing. Like, if it was solid, how would you eat it? You'd have to amputate bits of him with a hacksaw, and it would just feel weird sawing off his fingers one at a time. So I think he must be hollow - which then raises the question of how he got there. A monkey that big and hollow would have to be transported with a great deal of care and skill. Imagine if you accidentally poked a hole through his head. So in the same way you have removalists who specialise in transporting grand pianos, are there specialists trained in transporting large hollow chocolate monkeys?

The doily really disturbs me. It's completely wrong. I don't know what they were thinking.

jesus christ said...

That's one of the many qualities I like about you, Quick, you're a big picture guy who thinks of the little things... I think it's possible to be a big picture guy who thinks of the little things...

Quick said...

Of course it's possible to be a big picture guy who thinks of the little things. Just look at your Dad.

jesuse christ said...

You're working in your shop today, aren't you Quick. And although it was busy earlier on, it's a bit quiet now, isn't it.

Quick said...

Totally. How did you know that? You really must be Jesus Christ.

bee vee vee said...

you're an idiot.

Quick said...

That's no way to talk to Jesus Christ.

Zoomfreaky said...

You weird, me like...

Note: the chocolate gorilla could be a buddy of the famous albino gorilla who lived in the zoo in Barcelona. Don't know for sure, but they were awfully proud on that big ape.

He's dead now...something to do with you Jesus? Perform a miracle and bring that big hairy beast back to the world of the living... Then I'm a believer.

Quick said...

Ah yes. Snowflake was his name. He was on postcards everywhere. It's kind of sad that he died, but then he lived to an old age and had heaps of offspring and would probably never have had such a good life in the wild. Sad he died, good that he had a long life.

They should have made this one out of white chocolate.

Boy Wonder said...

Answer:
The doily is there because someone got their Grandmother to mount the chocolate monkey (that sounds a bit wrong). She thought it would look neat (my word, not hers) to have it on a doily. After all, when you're aged and possibly senile, EVERYTHING looks good on a doily.

And Snowflake is still alive, but hangs out with Elvis now. They run a 7-eleven somewhere in Somalia. I think Angelina bumped into them the last time she was their showing the locals how many kids she could juggle at once.

Quick said...

Some weird things have been said on this blog, and not all by me. "Someone got their grandmother to mount a chocolate monkey" has got to be up there.