Okay, I know it's an open public place. Meandering with coffee. Sampling a muffin or some sort of pastry. Yet there seems to be this treatment that the Central Library is like a cafeteria. The wafting stench of potent caesar salad dressing in the non-fiction section. The stinky roast beef sandwich coming from a nook on the third floor. And, as I experienced a few days ago, the kid who was noisily slurping his noodles which also stank strongly of soya sauce or maybe it was teriyaki. This is not a dam restaurant. Outside food should be banned in the library. Or there may as well be a bloody pizza oven installed in the history section. —Library lover, stick to the recipe books only