I have recently been called to the Bar and work as a junior associate at a downtown litigation boutique. Life has never been easy but, thanks to the people in my life and the opportunities I've grabbed for, it sure has been interesting.
Monday, January 08, 2007
Crunchy!
After watching Gigi numerous times as a child, I finally had a chance to eat quail, bones and all. We went to this Hawaiin-Asian fusion restaurant where the sushi appetizers were delicious. Encouraged, I ventured on to the roasted stuffed quail, delightfully remembering Leslie Caron's tutorage in Paris in this gastronomical art. Chewing the bones was...an experience. But not an experience I would ever want to repeat. Perhaps it is the proper way to eat quail, but never again for this girl. The lesson I should have learned as a child watching Gigi? Bones are not for chewing (oh, and high class hookers are classy.)
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