Originally published at: https://boingboing.net/2019/07/10/bangkoks-death-awareness-caf.html
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Coffee / Tea and Death back together again, my kind’a world.
I can achieve the same effect by hiring a guy to follow me around whispering “Respice post te! Hominem te esse memento! Memento mori!” in my ear.
But if it means worrying that the food will kill you, it would kind of defeat its purpose.
But can you play chess?
One night in Bangkok makes a hard man humble
Not much between despair and ecstasy
*feel like dying
*drink coffee
“Everything is fine!”
When they are greedy, they have prohibited sex
Wat?
I usually end up pondering my own death when I eat at White Castle.
Actually no thanks. I kind of go out to eat to enjoy myself not ponder ghouls.
For example, one way you could die is by agitating for democracy, something it sounds like the owners of this cafe would also like to discourage you from doing.
they have death, but do they have cake?
“But Brain, if we call them Sad Meals, nobody will buy them”
Death positive? Caitlin approves!
“May I start you off with a cocktail, perhaps a Memento Midori?”
Their new drink: The Midori Morituri
I approve this statement.
Ave café, morituri te potum.
And if this one happens to be closed, you can always go to the true originator of this concept, McDonald’s.