Thursday, August 16, 2007

long day

No pauses. Work, then a spin down to Chicago for a couple of nights. Traffic. Three double espressos today and still, all I can think of is sleep.

A good meal – I stay awake for that. Il Fiasco, just around the corner. Yes, that is the name and yes, it is good.

A blur of black and white tiles and black and white clothed waiters. A bite of this, of that. Mmm, tasty. Mmmm, sleepy. Poached pears and gorgonzola soufflé. Nice. Staying awake now, for that last bite of chocolate smething or other.

Long day.

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Il Fiasco waitstaff

poached pears, gorgonzola soufflé