Claire and John took us to lunch in a nursery for our anniversary. Earthern floor, and lycra permitted, but a least 1 Michelin star.
They had arranged a personal menu.
Cathy demanded a full recount of the food, so .... Paul's langoustine entree, and ..
... Cathy's gnocci, and ...
... John's ham and fig, and ...
... Claire's ravioli. Then, ...
... after personal photos, ....
... and group photos, ......
..... and John's beef main ....
... Lissy woke up.
Paul's chicken.
Lissy then took over. We forget the other courses.
" I'll be able to reach an octave soon"
Cheesy interlude.
More Lissy.
And just desserts.
Is being able to reach an octave called an octavian?
ReplyDeleteFood looks great but we need smellablog to increase envy and the GRRR factor.
No Creme Brûlée? is Cathy sick?
these are old hat. When do we get the new ones?
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