Sandwich Monday: Meow Parlour
Cat cafes are a Japanese phenomenon. You pay money to sit in a cafe full of cats and try to pet them as they hide from you, because they are cats. You can order tea, coffee, cookies, macarons or the carcass of a partially decomposed rat. And just like at any New York City Starbucks, there's always the chance someone will hop up on your table and walk across it as you politely drink your catuccino.
If you take a fancy to a particular cat, you can fill out an adoption application. But let's face it, they're not letting someone who pays money to pet cats in public adopt a living creature.
Eva: It's very sleek and white in here, like something Steve Jobs would have created if he'd been a cat lady instead of a computer nerd.
Allie: Is this a long-term Taylor Swift entrapment scheme?
Eva: Some of these people are clearly just here to use the free cat-fi.
Allie: These cats couldn't be less interested in us. They're very cool cats.
Allie: We signed a waiver the length and complexity of a cable contract that forbids us to offer treats or escape plans to the animals.
Eva: It also forbids us to make any more puns.
Allie: This is just like Starbucks, except I can keep my shoes on at Starbucks.
Eva: There sure is a lot of catnip here ... wait a minute, are we in Catsterdam?
[The verdict: Clean and smell-free. Not for people with allergies. Hard to eat your pastry when there's someone giving himself a bath at your table. Surprisingly fewer cats at Meow Parlour than at Paula Poundstone's house.]
Sandwich Monday is a satirical feature from the humorists at Wait, Wait ... Don't Tell Me!
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