Pardon My Star

I was walking up Avenue B the other day, passing the new French restaurant called Pardon My French, when I noticed something I hadn't noticed before:

Low-res star.

Unless I'm mistaken, the image that was used to make this star was pulled from off the web, and was a low-resolution .jpg. It might have been fine at half an inch, but at this size, it seriously degrades.

It's probably one of those things few people will notice, or if they do, they'll think was intentional — part of the décor.

Now that I think about it, if people notice anything, it'll be that the name of the restaurant looks like: Pardon My <scribbly line>! Now that I think about it even more, I wonder if the scribbly line of the name and the scribbly edge of the star are meant to correspond?

Cutting-edge design… in the East Village Today!

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Le Chat

While taking pictures of the new French restaurant on Avenue B, called Pardon My, I saw through their window, of all things… un chat (that's French for "a cat"):

Un surly French chat.

Le meow!

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Pardon My l'Scribble

East Villagers love French food. French fries, French toast, French's yellow mustard, you name it… if it's French, the answer is a resounding "Oui, oui!"

That's why East Villagers are so excited about this new French restaurant opening on Avenue B, where Casimir, another French restaurant, recently closed:

Pardon My… Chevron.

It's called Pardon My… something. Pardon My Scribbly Line:

Close-up of scribbly line.

The last restaurant here was not ADA-compliant. I hope this place puts in a wheelchair ramp, or as they say in French: l'ramp wheelchair!

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