The Golden Doodie
The dinner I ate last night was so luxe and costly that even with SEVERE depreciation factored in, I am sure that my doodienibs are worth at least a 'Zander Hammy if not a Jackson.

TOOT!
That's right, Jules had a 4-1/2 hour, 11-course tasting menu at Cafe Boulud that made me think, "Hershey's TasteTations are a vulgar exaggeration! This is a true TasteTation!"
and THIS is a crustacean.

I'm just trying to dot my pees and cross my cues, OK?
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