I had just scooted into the velvet banquette, my hand reaching for the amber glass of ice water and eyes taking a quick scan of the menu when Greg leaned over the well-dressed table and matter-of-factly whispered, "We're coming back"…
Read MoreI had just scooted into the velvet banquette, my hand reaching for the amber glass of ice water and eyes taking a quick scan of the menu when Greg leaned over the well-dressed table and matter-of-factly whispered, "We're coming back"…
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