The first thing I notice about the all new House of Ho in Fitzrovia — the original House of Ho in Soho is now just called “Ho” — are the stairs. The all new House of Ho is set in an old townhouse, and if you’re not dining on the ground floor, there are a lot of stairs. And they’re creaky. The front of house staff have advised me to climb all the stairs to the top of the restaurant and wait for my party in the bar.  My gym got rid of their last StairMaster a few months back, and as I climb the stairs, I start a strongly worded letter in my head, suggesting they bring it back.

Luckily, my party finds me before I make it to the top floor — we’re in the very lovely and serene private dining room on the 2nd floor — and a heart attack is averted — although I make a solemn vow to up my gym visits from .5 times a week to at least 1.5 times a week.

I’ve been invited to a social media night at the restaurant but of course I’ve forgotten my camera and my blog cards. What sort of blogger am I?? (Hint: An old one.) And there’s assigned seating at the dining table, which makes me wonder briefly about the conversations that must have occurred to put this all in place.

This is quickly forgotten when our servers plop a nice plate of bo la lot down in front of me. Bo La Lot is very, very special to me — I had never had them before visiting Cay Tre in Old Street back in 2005, and now I love love love them.  (Don’t you love the effusiveness of my earlier writing style?) Like really love them. I hold myself to one piece at House of Ho, and it’s a great, high-quality version — the quality of the beef being deliciously higher than that at Cay Tre.

Bowls of duck and watermelon arrived early on during the meal and while I am not the hugest watermelon fan, this worked amazingly well, the light acidity of the watermelon combatting the richness — not that there’s anything wrong with that — of the duck. I could have had more of this.

Soft shell crab with chilis wins for most photogenic dish of the night. I wonder what do they do with all those chillis after each meal? As a huge fan of soft shell crab, I kept plucking and plucking at the bowl. It reminded me of Easter in America, where you would scrounge around in your Easter basket for the remaining jelly beans, knowing, hoping that there would still be something in there for you to enjoy. While the dish wasn’t listed on the menu at the time of our visit, it can be ordered by special request.

At the end of our meal, they leave us with these lovely little bowls of pebbles — chocolates really. A sweet ending to a very nice meal. Despite the stairs.

House of Ho is now commanded by Ian Pengelley, who used to be over at Gilgamesh in Camden many years ago. If you want another dip into my seemingly limitless archives, check out my visit to Gilgamesh many years ago over here. Good times. (By this point, it’s 2007 and I have discovered my writing voice and dropped the word “yummy” from my vocabulary.)

The Verdict: House of Ho strikes me as a great place to go if you need a private dining room and something different for everyone.  I would return for more of the bo la lot and beef with watermelon.

I was invited to House of Ho for a dinner with other social media types. I did not pay for my meal. As always, my opinions are my own. 

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I’ll admit it. I’m a sucker. And I believe what I read on the internet. After a gushing post about Little Viet Kitchen over on The Londoner, I put this new bijou Vietnamese on my list. My plan was to enjoy a leisurely lunch there yesterday but well — I actually went to the gym yesterday — so I was running at bit behind. By the time I got to Little Viet Kitchen, it was 1 pm and I had a conference call at 2 pm. It would have to be takeaway.

I eat a lot of Vietnamese food in London. I like Vietnamese food. I like trying new restaurants. These things should all be clear to the most loyal of my readers. I also make a good living, so I don’t mind spending money.

But I do mind getting ripped off. No matter how cute the restaurant is or how sweet the staff are.

Because Little Viet Kitchen is VERY cute. It’s all shabby chic inside and cozy and sweet. And the staff were hospitable and welcome and brought me a lovely jar of tap water with cucumber and lemon while I waited for me food. I LIKED IT. I was very happy with everything at Little Viet Kitchen for a while there.

And then I asked for my bill. And my beef bun (Vietnamese rice noodles with salad, beef wrapped in betel leaf, and two spring rolls) was £16.50. I was embarrassed. I was stunned into silence. I should have said something, but at that point, I had already placed my order, sat at their table, and drank their delicious cucumber water. How had I missed the price on the menu? Why had I not paid closer attention? The number was right there in front of me. I’m an idiot. And now I’m a poor idiot.

£16.50!!! For the love of God. In CHAPEL MARKET.

Granted, my food was tasty enough. But it was not £16.50 worth of tasty.

If you want some bun, you can get some at Song Que on Kingsland Road for £9.50, although they may not have beef.  Ngon Ngon in Clerkenwell does beef bun for £8.50. Both places are definitely not as cute — and in fact, you may get yelled at by the staff at Song Que — but they deliver good, tasty value for money.

The Verdict: Little Viet Kitchen is cute and tasty, but not THAT cute and tasty. Head to Kingsland Road instead.

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Today was my second visit but I sat in the same exact spot as my first visit: at a stool by the window, watching Wardour Street walk by. How do all these people fit into Londontown? I do not understand.

I like the decor of Viet Food. They’ve taken it very seriously. I like the tile entrance and the vintage-industrial feel of the loos. I also really, really like the pulsating electronic music.

I also like the very reasonable prices on the menu, although I wonder sometimes how Chinatown restaurants will survive, the way rent prices are going. I would honestly pay a few quid extra if it meant the Chinatown survives. (Please Boris, protect it.)

Chicken Curry

For today’s lunch, I ordered the seafood balls — exactly what you’d think they’d be — and the Vietnamese chicken curry. The seafood balls were super, super hot and while they were good, I had higher expectations. (I did sort of fall in love with the tiny little jar for the sauce that came on the side though.) The chicken curry was great and I would gladly have this again. The curry is more subtle than Thai curries. If I were a better home cook, I’d know why. My guess is that the Vietnamese version has more lime and more lemongrass.

The Verdict: I like Viet Food. I like the decor, the service is okay, and I like the prices. I haven’t eaten at enough of the world’s Vietnamese restaurants to make a fair comparison, but I’d recommend a visit if you, like me, love Vietnamese food.

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Let’s play a game.

Go to the website for this Vietnamese restaurant in Clerkenwell and tell me when the restaurant is open.

Now, go to the website for this crab-focused restaurant in Broadgate Circus and check its opening hours. Wait til Sunday. Call them and ask when their actual opening hours are.

WHY IS IT SO HARD PEOPLE? WHY? (I will start an Opening Hours Page of Shame soon. Get ready for it.)

Back to Ngon Ngon in Clerkenwell. It turns out they were open on a Sunday afternoon when I dropped in for a restorative bowl of pho to cure what ailed me. So that was good. (But please…someone please come up with the cure for the common cold.)

Not so good? The fact that the temperature in the restaurant had been set to “Par-Boil.” I could barely eat, I was so hot. And I certainly couldn’t eat a steaming bowl of hot pho.

So I got some spring rolls and some noodles instead. And while the veggie spring rolls were delightful, the beef noodles had me contemplating the word “unctuous.” Is “unctuous” a good word or a bad word? I really can’t decide. “Unctuous pork belly” doesn’t sound so bad. But “unctuous noodles” makes me feel a little, well unctuous.

The redeeming factor? Service was sweet and the prices were right.

The Verdict: On the fence.

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Date of Last Visit: Thursday,  May 26, 2011

The Victim: Me

The Damage: $11

The Background: Four countries in five days takes a lot out of a girl, so by Thursday last week, I was beat. I needed to curl up on the sofa with a paperback, Oprah, and some good music.

Only problem? I had to write a 12 page document for work. So there’d be no paperback and no couch until that was done. Bummer.

Time for some bao then, huh? Need to keep up my strength, don’t you know?  A fluffy bun hugging a bit of tender wagyu beef in coconut milk, along with some sliced jalapeno had things looking brighter. Much brighter.

This photo doesn’t really do my sandwich justice. I stuck with the traditional Bahn Mi–Vietnamese pork, American ham, French country pate, mayo. A couple of observations…the bread is GOOD. Really good. I have to wonder if they do it themselves or if they use Gonella, the Chicago bread manufacturer or choice. Crispy outside, soft inside.

Also, the mayo. I don’t think this is Hellman’s? Not sure. It’s good. Very good.

Constructively…The ham seemed a bit too deli counter to me, and the French pate was only on one side of the sandwich and not the other. Also, the pate had a bit too much liver going on during one particular bite. (You know…when you remember…oh yes, pate IS liver.)

But regardless of my complaints, put all the ingredients together and this was one heck of a good sandwich.

The Service: A bit chaotic upon ordering. I kinda stood there for a while while the staff took calls, waiting for someone to notice me. Also, I know this is all counter service, but it would have been nice if someone had filled my water up at some point. Lastly, the music was a bit too loud and not to my taste. (The music thing is becoming a regular problem for me in Chicago. I had to leave In Fine Spirits in Andersonville the other night because my throat hurt so much from talking over the music.)

The Verdict: Tasty.

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Pho Sweet Basil
7 Kingsland Road
E2 8AH

Date of Last Visit: Thursday, July 30th, 2009

The Victims: Gerry, Ben, Matt, Carolyn

The Damage: Cheap! Like maybe £15 each. Maybe.

The Background: It was one of those random days, and a rare one too with the sun shining. We dropped by The Wenlock and tried out some ales, sitting in their "garden" (read: field across the street). I admired the "new" floor. (i.e., They've finally  pulled up the grody carpet.) And then we wanted to check out the fire which was still smoldering over Hackney–and somehow we found ourselves wandering around the back streets behind Old Street, on our way to Kingsland Road.

Gerry and Ben go out to eat on Kingsland Road all the time so it was a good game we were playing:

Them: "No, not there. We've been there before."
Me: "Not there either. I've been there too and the loos are gross."

Until eventually, we found ourself at Pho Sweet Basil, which none of us had been too.

The Entrance: They're empty. Whereas later, when we walk down the road, Tay Do Cafe is PACKED. And they serve alchohol, where we just wanted to BYOB. No problem, they tell us. We can BYOB. (Which has part of me wondering…is that legal?) The decor is new and modern and vaguely flat-pack-like.

The Starters: Beef in betel leaves. These are old. Like someone made them last night and just didn't get around to serve them. Either that, or they are way overcooked. The beef is tough. But the vegetables are fresh. And then there are some summer rolls, which are as nice as summer rolls can be. (I always find summer rolls rather bland. You really need the sauce. And I didn't get enough sauce.)

The Mains: Lots of different things. The best, in my opinion, was Ben's dish which was a fried rice stuffed with all sorts of delicious things, wrapped in banana leaf. This was comforting and savory and filling.

Worst was Carolyn's chicken dish, which came with some sort of curry sauce. The chicken, again, felt and tasted old and like it had been cooked once or twice before being warmed up a third time to be served to us.

Somewhere in the middle was my mixed seafood and vegetable dish. The prawns were generous. In general, it was very generous. Lots of fresh vegetables cooked just right. This was good. I would have it again.

The Loos: Could use a good power-washing. 

The Service: Easily confused.

The Verdict: Not my favorite.

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Mien Tay
122 Kingsland Rd
E2 8DP

The Victims: One Kraut, two Poles, two Yanks, an Irishman, a BBI, and a Belgian. Plus a Belgian-American baby.

The Background: Chris and Evelien text me bright and early Sunday morning. Brunch? Vietnamese style? I'm in. They want to go to Cay Tre, but I know Cay Tre can be a bit of a mess on weekends. We call ahead to get a table for six. (Note we end up being 8.5…how do these things happen?) Cay Tre can take us…at 4 p.m.

No thanks.

So Kingsland Road it is. I've just read this review of Mien Tay on An American in London and I'm intrigued. Between Chris & Evelien and myself, we've been to nearly every other place on the Kingsland Road, so Mien Tay it is. Will it be as good as Alice has experience or as bad as Alice has experienced?

The Entrance: There's no one in there. No one. It's almost like it's closed. I'ts 1 p.m. We settle in and order some beer (only Tiger or Budweiser) and eat some prawn crackers. Eventually, we order some beef in betel leaf. It's good, but I feel like the servings of beef are skinny in comparison to those at Cay Tre.

The Starters: When I go out to eat with Chris, I let him order. He's good at it. Although he normally orders enough food to feed a small army. You have to be careful about that. He gets us some squid (pictured at the beginning of this post, nice) and some spicy soft shell crab. (The second photo in this post. It is patty-like, like An American in London has described, and just not so very good). Followed by some lotus leaf salad with prawns (OK).

The Service: Sweet. Fast.

The Mains: This is where things get a bit blurry, partly because of the Tiger beers but mostly because of the sheer quantity of food that Chris ordered. There was some tofu, which was yellow and very ver good. And goat! Yes goat! On a cow platter. And it was pretty excellent. Meaty. Flavorful. Some tofu noodles, which were boring. Two steamed fish which I wasn't that big a fan of. Lots of garlicky Morning Glory (nice). A chicken dish. (Eh. This was for one of the Poles.) A lamb dish (good). And a pork dish (I don't think I tried this one).

The Dessert: Our server brings us some orange and melon slices. Perfect.

The Loos: I've seen worse.

The Verdict: Eh. Nothing really wowed me. Except for the goat, weirdly. Who would have thunk it? I like goat.

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Tay Do Cafe
65 Kingsland Road
E2 8AG
Tel: 020 7729 7223

Date of Last Visit: 18 October 2008

The Victims: All, Darsh

The Damage: £15 each for a sh*tload of food. Really.

The Background: Al, Darsh, Feathers, Julie and I were hanging out at The East Room, drinking white wine. Feathers ditched us for dinner at the Greenwich branch of The Rivington.  Julie just ditched us. So we contemplated dinner. Kingsland Road it was.

Our criteria was simple: BYOB. So after picking up a bottle of Spanish white at a dodgy off-license, we headed into the very packed, joyfully so, Tay Do Cafe.

 

The Food: I get some tips from a couple sitting at a table behind us. We order summer rolls, beef wrapped in betel leaf, soft shell crab, Vietnamese pancake, a chicken dish, and a beef dish. (I know, I know, I'm sorry. You'd think I could be more specific after all these years.) Love the betel leaf. Love the chicken dish. Love the Vietnamese pancake (after reminding them to bring it to us a few times). Not so crazy about the beef or the soft shell crab.

The Bill: CRAZY about the bill. We ate and ate and ate and only paid this much…(sorry, slightly blury)…

The Verdict: The price is right. I'd go back here with a big group. Or with visiting Americans with  exchange rate shock. (But hey, at $1.73 to the pound, things aren't looking as bad as they have been.)

P.S. Don't forget…blog about Your Perfect Day in London by October 24th. I'll summarize all the blog posts for all to publish on their blogs as a traffic-building exercise…

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Date of Last Visit: Thursday, 13 December 2007

The Victim: Ying

The Damage: Unknown! Ying paid!

The Background: I stood Ying up for lunch twice this week because of my own scheduling issues. Triple booked myself–I hate it when I do that. So Thursday was THE DAY–the time for me to make it up to her. I cleared my calendar for the afternoon so we could get together.

I've always walked right by Little Hanoi and their tempting buffet offer. (Cheaper still as a takeaway!) So it was about time to give it a shot. Stupidly, I got us a little lost on the way there. This is unbelievably stupid of me because it's not like I don't walk around the area all the time. I think I managed to eat up about 20 minutes of our valuable lunch time, trudging through the backstreets of Shoreditch.

The Starters: But finally, we made it to Little Hanoi. And Ying speaks Cantonese and so do the staff so all was right in the world. We ordered some summer rolls (as opposed to spring rolls?) on the advice of our server, along with some chili squid. I loved the squid–lightly fried (if there is such a thing) and dusted with thin chilli slices. I thought the summer rolls were okay…fresh and summery but a bit bland…I had to practically drown them in the brown sauce they were served with for them to taste like anything. (In all fairness, Ying rolled them in the brown sauce for me because she's much better with chopsticks than me. Although I'm certainly no slacker.)

All the while, I'm watching the buffet. It's a small little buffet. I tried to take a picture of the sign above it but felt too conspicuous. It basically said eat all you want, but if you waste anything, there will be a "wastage" fee of £1. If I had a £1 for every time my mother forced me to clean my plate as a child…

The Mains: On the advice of our server who I thought did a particularly thorough job of describing all the dishes in both English and Cantonese, I went for the dried chicken with chilli. It was served on a bed of white rice, with just the right amount of bean sprouts. Ying had the rice noodle soup with beef and she really liked it. We were both very satisfied.

Odd Observations: There was a very fully stocked bar. Intriguing. Also, Ying laughed at the chopstick wrappers that explained how to use the chopsticks inside. Apparently, you don't get this so much in China.

The Verdict: You know, I'd go back sometime. It was cheap and nice and I liked our server. And I need to get you a photo of that "wastage" sign. I can make a whole post out of that, for sure.

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Date of Last Visit: Friday, 6 January 2007

The Victims; Ben, Gerry

The Damage: £18 each. With beers.

The Background: It’s a Friday and I’m been dreaming of Vietnamese food all week. I am not quite sure why, but I just keep thinking of all the places on Kingsland Road and how, after all these years. I’ve only tried two of them! I suggested an outing to Ben, and he and Gerry are game. So off we go.

You Should Know: Viet Grill and Cay Tre are related. I asked our server how, and she said the cooks are friends. I am sure there is more to this story, but that’s all I got. Viet Grill is bigger that Cay Tre, and a little more modern and–if I may say so–even a bit cleaner. There’s a big room downstairs too. Looks like these guys are betting on the 2012 Olympics, because the place is pretty big for Kingsland Road foot traffic.

The Starters: Ben and I split the combo platter, which I thought was a great deal at £4.95 a person. It came with the beef wrapped in leaves, which I love, along with spring rolls (not the deep fried kind), fried spinach, some other rolls, and four chilli spareribs, which were awesome. I would go back for the chilli spareribs.

The Mains: Our sever recommended the catfish and it looked lovely when it arrived at the table. It was served whole, head and all. Our server helpfully deboned it for us (I made mental notes for next time).

The catfish was tasty. I loved the skin…it was crispy and almost barbecue-like. But you know what? It was a little dry. This didn’t stop me from eating it, but I just wish it had been a little moister. Ben’s duck in jalapeno sauch…hmmm…not what I expected. (And yes, I suppose part of me was expecting little pancakes.) Truthfully, I didn’t like it. I like duck, but not this kind. Stringy slices were swimming in a bland (bland as in bad, not as in fresh-and-springy-bland) sauce and just looked blah. Gerry, on the other hand, had a delicious-looking bowl of veggie pho. I have problems with pho because I usually slurp the broth all over myself, but I was just a little jealous.

The Verdict: Viet Grill was off to a good start, but I’d go somewhere else on Kingsland Road before I go back. Or, well, I’ll just go back to Au Lac for the pancake. (Interestingly, Viet Grill has their pancake on the menu under "Vietnamese Pizza.")

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Date of Last Visit: Saturday, December 2, 2006

The Victims: Me, Myself, and I

The Damage: 14 gbp

The Background: Funnily enough, more than one person has found my blog by Google’ing “Cammy Nails.” See, Cammy Nails is where I get my manicures and pedicures every so often, and it’s off of Whitecross Street in a newer, more spacious abode. Whitecross Street is one of my favorite streets in London. (Although you would probably be puzzled by that statement if you were to purposefully trek there.) And well, I seem to mention Cammy Nails a lot.

I dropped in at Cammy first thing this morning (first thing for a Saturday morning, that is), and I was treated to a pedicure and manicure AT THE SAME TIME. As someone who never seems to have enough time, this was a Godsend. Thank you, Cammy Nails! (For your reference, Cammy Nails can be reached at 020 7496 9399. They are at 18 Fortune Street, EC1Y 0SB.)

I happened to be reading A Cook’s Tour by Anthony Bourdain while I was in there, and of course I just happened to be on the Vietnam chapter. So I asked the folks at Cammy…if I were to go to Kingsland Road for lunch, where should I go? They all immediately said Au Lac. (In case you didn’t figure it out, everyone that works at Cammy is Vietnamese.) This was followed quickly by Tay Do, which I will try another time. They were a little impressed that I’d already been to Cay Tre and Song Que, but not very. (They looked particularly puzzled by Song Que–as if they didn’t really consider it Vietnamese or something.)

The Approach: So after waiting forever for my nails to dry, I walked over to Au Lac. I spied two older women out front, perusing the menu; they must have been taking a break from their bus tour to the Geffrye Museum.

I casually opened the door, turned to them and said, “This is supposed to be THE BEST Vietnamese place.” They tittered and were so excited and came in after me. They were so grandmotherly, I should have adopted them and sat at the same table with them, but I was on the Great Chefs chapter in A Cook’s Tour and just wanted to read and eat.

The Starters and The Mains: After having the Vietnamese pancake at Song QUe, I wisely opted for the same at Au Lac–but this time, not the veggie version! The shrimp were lucious–nice and fat–not those little teeny ones you get in prawn sandwiches over here. And the pancake itself was amazing…I asked my server what was in it, and she explained that it was three different types of rice flour. My plan was to eat about 1/3 of this, and take the rest home. Of course, this plan was ruined when I left the pancake in its carton on the table. Idiot!

I went for a spicy pho, which was really nice, although I still can’t get the hang of slurping up all the noodles. It was served with a side of sprouts, lime, hot peppers, and what I think were bay leaves but I’m not really sure. The soup was really nice, but I think I liked the pancake a whole lot better. And now it’s a few hours later and I’m sitting here thinking–I could really use a snack–and I’m totally kicking myself for leaving the pancake on the stupid table.

During lunch, I was entertained by the proprieters young daughter, who danced her way around the restaurant, and served the fish more than I think they could ever eat in a million years.

Decor: Mustard-y walls. Banquet-style tables/chairs. Lovely paintings. In short, a bit more atmospheric than Cay Tre or Song Que.

The Verdict: Love the pancake.

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Date of Last Visit: Friday, November 24th 2006

The Victims: Too many to mention

The Damage: £15 each with beer.

The Background: Ben & Gerry suggested a night out at the circus over at the Bethnal Green Working Man’s Club. We were game for the excursion, and met up at Song Que for some eats beforehand. I, of course, was on time and everyone else showed up 10 minutes later. Rather than sit around and wait for the others, I chatted up my server and ordered up a Saigon and some of those delicious leaf-wrapped-beef-parcels and sat back to soak in the atmosphere. That last crack about the atmosphere is a joke; Song Que has as much atmosphere as a high school cafeteria.This isn’t a bad thing necessarily, but I did want to mention it.

The Starters: Along with the leafy beef thingies, we ordered a veggie tofu pancake which was honestly so very delicious. I could have been happy with just that. We also ordered up an assortment platter, but I can’t tell you what type of assortment it was because the platter was licked clean–safe for one crummy prawn toast–by the time it made it down to my end of the table.

The Mains: Ben and I split 1/4 crispy duck. Love the duck!!! I think this would really be my last meal request. Echo ordered the sweet and sour prawns because she saw PRAWNS and got really excited. She did not enjoy her meal. (I sometimes feel I know Chinese people better than they know themselves!) But she did enjoy the side of veggie noodles she ordered–as did I! I helped myself to a large portion of her dish–sorry Echo! The rest of the table seemed to very much enjoy everything they ordered, and rounds of Saigon and Jasmine tea were in abundance. 

Aside: Ben was wearing a top hat which got us plenty of attention–Gerry had made it herself and it was awesome. She had also made Echo and I feathery circusy headpieces. We looked very festive. Gerry makes some pretty amazing stuff, and you should totally visit her Web site and/or stop by the Truman Brewery some Sunday when she has a stand.

The Service: I had read lots on-line about the gruffness of the service and you know what, you gotta work with it. I asked our server for his favorite beer, and his favorite food. And he loved us for that, and we loved him too. I did think writing the time on the tablecloth for when we had to leave was a bit annoying, but given the speed in which food is delivered, they know their average turn rate. They gave us 90 minutes, and we were out of there in less than that.

The Verdict: Cheap. Delicious. And spacious in comparison to Cay Tre. Song Que is what it is. Fluorescent lights and all. Once I get a bike pump, I can see myself biking over quite frequently.

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