And a bit underwhelming.
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icy night. north carolina on high alert. had to chip car out with "ice pick." the scariest feeling is almost falling. venue was pretty cute. too dark. heavy red curtains felt like they were hiding something. water glass always full. I made a game of trying to finish it before she could refill it. loved the waiter's Frenchness. too dark. restaurant week menu was not worth it. ate about two buckets of bread because they kept refilling that too. so attentive. strained to figure out the contents of the dip. olives. not sure about basil. oysters. can never resist ordering oysters. underwhelmed. yeah, here is where I was underwhelmed. received a hot plate of cheese. took me awhile to figure out it was on a plate. my fault really for thinking they would just give me a lot of oysters. took me awhile to realize why they gave me a spoon. so much cheese. needed carbs. should've saved the bread for this. only found about four oysters. treasure hunt. maybe three? desperately needed carbs. too dark. statue of pigs mounting each other? sure. bathroom felt both small. and big. just too dark. needed more leeks. came to a point where bacon and cheese were one and the same. so much cheese. outside the rocks looked glazed. and spikey gum tree balls looked like tang hu lu. fucking freezing.
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