When I become sole ruler of this realm, it will be important to have documentation* of all my mighty exploits, which are, you must admit, the stuff of legend and worthy of many a ballad or saga. So today I was looking through the photographic evidence of my mischief, making sure all was in order, and I came across a set of images from a culinary adventure which happened a few months ago and which I have heretofore not chronicled. It’s not that I forgot about it–it’s simply that I’ve had so much other mischief to write about! But since I know that my devoted readers will want all of the details, so allow me to recount…
This all occurred on the humans’ most recent visit to the Blue-haired Goddaughter and her family–as well as a number of friends–in the Big City to the North. While the males of the house party amused themselves with board games, the females decided to venture forth in search of retail adventures. Sigyn, I could tell, was quite keen to accompany them, and I went along as her companion and bodyguard. (Leave my beloved unprotected in a strange city? Not on my life!)
The outing included a genteel repast at a charming little bistro. It had an English name, but it was rather Frenchified on the inside. Sigyn and I found the menu to be quite intriguing. There were so many wonderful dishes from which to choose.
Sigyn thought about ordering the Goat Cheese and Arugula Salad.
I was in the mood for something more substantial.
I couldn’t believe, with chicken and waffles and calimari on the menu, that Sigyn would even contemplate a fungus burger.
Planning the meal around the dessert, however, was entirely in character for both of us.
It was a chilly day, so Sigyn thought tea might be nice. She’s a big fan of Earl Gray. The very aroma of it makes her drool.
But I thought this one would suit me better.
So what did everyone finally order? Je te le dirai demain…
*pics or it didn’t happen