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On my very first trip to San Francisco, I treated myself to dinner at Chez Panisse. I had to. These are texts I sent myself during dinner.
- I never knew asparagus could taste nutty. Now I know.
- There’s so much history in this restaurant.
- The souffle was nothing. The asparagus stole the show.
- A classy lady lets the dish sit for about 30 seconds. She doesn’t even look at the food. Just keeps talking. I am not a classy lady.
- “At the risk of sounding really arrogant…” When saying that to your grandparents you are a fool. They already buy your bs and you know it.
- “You have to know what kind of life you want.” Shit. Really? I doubt these French guys to my left ever think that sentence. I’m certain.
- I feel safer and more at ease with V than I’ve ever felt with anyone. I have grown up. But he makes me feel safe without even trying.
- Bye Chez Panisse. Thank you.
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