Jesse and I went with his Brother Baden & wonderful wife Mary Ellen to a fancy French restaurant to celebrate Jesse and Baden's birthdays. I discovered, I love French dessert, but food, not so much. I tried four new things. Baby octopus, which Jesse loved, was actually okay, but I didn't care for the texture. I had parsnips, which were good. I ate veal, which tasted really gamey, I'm not sure if that's how veal always tastes, or if it was the herbs de provence I didn't like. The worst though was escargot. I literally was gagging it down. It tastes like dirt and the texture is exactly what you imagine it would be. I will not be eating that again. The ambiance and company made up for the food though. |
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