Katy and I met Michel for dinner and drinks tonight (well, technically yesterday by this point). We had a really good meal at Le pied de cochon. There was duck carpaccio, charcuterie, pig, pig, foie gras, more pig. And wine. Much wine (even if Katy got her glass nicked at some point). Then there was gin. And cigars. And whiskey. And more gin.
Katy’s possessed phone took a very representative picture of the evening.
It was good. I love my wifey, and I love my bro.