Monday, 29 June 2009
Sam and I had brunch at a French bistro yesterday. It was a cute little place, off the beaten path. The waiter said that I reminded him of a 20's "dame", so he proceeded to call me "Dame". He referenced the "dames" in Miller's Crossing. Then he said, "But that's derogatory, isn't it?" I told him, "And I was calling you monsieur instead of garcon, too." So we agreed that I would call him garcon and he could continue to call me dame. Their plain coffee was superb. Sam had crab cakes benedict that came with pommes frites and greens. I had the pain perdu with fresh berries and powdered sugar. It was a really swell day. =)
I only wish that I had taken a picture.