The Barbarian Group took us all out last night. We started at Loreley, a German beer garden, where I didn’t have any beer. Nor did I sample the Wiener Schnitzel in a German bun. But others did! And I had the word SCHNITZEL on the brain for the rest of the evening.
I did have the asparagas soup. It was delightful. And Rachel was trying to convince me that pee doesn’t actually stink from asparagas and instead your nose is the culprit. And if you didn’t have aspargas and someone else did, you wouldn’t be able to smell their stinky pee. I’m not buying it. But sometime this weekend, I’m going to have Tobyjoe dine on asparagas. I’m testing this little theory, gonna decide once and for all.
I met Rick finally. He’s a partner. He’s fabulous. This is Rick:
P.S. Before I get more email asking “What happened to the images?” I took them down. The woman I spoke about earlier left a comment, I contacted her, and we’ve have been emailing back and forth ever since. I felt the right thing to do was to take the images and the comments down. I hope you understand.
All is good and she’s quite nice. Funny how things sometimes turn out.
(If you have no idea what I’m talking about, that’s fine, too.)