Saturday, April 16, 2011
Later conversation made it seem like they were thinking I was there in some kind of professional capacity. They really thought I would need a receipt for submission and reimbursement, which as usual made me want to cry.
Well, we've wound up another course there. The place was full, with some obvious regulars. Some of them weren't eating course either, so that might be a responsible option. Or you could augment the course; there were some delicious-looking things, and there were some humorous jabs like croquettes. Like they were straddling the line between neighborhood standout and full-on fine dining, and doing it just right as far as I'm concerned.
Just like I loved this plate. I can't go past anything with a turnip, dunno why. But it should be obvious why I liked this place.