Date not at Bastille

It’s all the rage. J&C tried it the night before. Winds on 520 made it oddly quiet on a Friday night. My parents tried it with me over the summer on a weeknight. The space was lovely, but the food seemed just ok. I planned to come again and sup. It was not to be. We tried at 6:30. No room at the inn/French restaurant. So we cozied up to the sushi bar at Moshi Moshi. Not bad. Lovely, in fact. Wayne got gratis tuna from the chef. That sold him. I got to pick my tempura and had scrumptious short ribs.

Desert. We tried again. Even more crowded. So off to Madame K’s to try a desert we’d had pre-kids. Chocolate cookie dough with vanilla ice cream on top. Worthy of it’s history as a brothel.

It was fun to try food with my husband. We came home early and watched Hancock. Not bad.

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