I’ve been eating out a lot lately. I don’t know why. Hmmm, maybe all the dating. This weekend was sunny and gorgeous. Marc and I went to one of our favorite haunts, Zuni. Zuni is absolutely magnifique. It’s yummy, but pricey which means we usually end up getting burgers. Marc ordered a burger while I ordered shoestring potatoes.
“That’s it? That’s all you’re getting!”
“Yeah, that’s all I want. I had a salad right before you called.”
The french fries were so skinny, I ate them with a fork. Stab, stab, shove in mouth. Stab, stab, scarf down.
“I can’t believe you’re eating your french fries with a fork, like it’s a meal. God, I love you.”
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A16 is another favorite of mine. Very popular, inexpensive, hard to get a reservation. Their wine list is to die for. But last time I was there, I was rather disappointed with the snooty restaurant service. So much so that I refuse to go back. Stick to the bar and the friendly bartenders.
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This i love to do, twice the pleasure for 2 in 1 passionate act