Food
The restaurant that serves one dish and refuses to explain it
A two-hour queue, a nine-euro bill, and an owner who will not tell you what is in it.
In this issue
From the editor
We put the type workshop on the cover because it is the sort of story that no algorithm would ever surface, and because someone should write it down before the last press is sold for scrap.
— The Editor
Also this week
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Six days in the last workshop that still makes type by hand
Nobody under fifty works here. Nobody over fifty wants to leave.
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The night train is back, and it is still slower than it should be
Fourteen hours, one dubious sandwich, and the best sleep of the year.
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The restaurant that serves one dish and refuses to explain it
A two-hour queue, a nine-euro bill, and an owner who will not tell you what is in it.