I of course deal with Creeping Post-40 Paranoia and its scary relative, Creeping Post-50 Paranoia, by focussing on a lady named Ninon de Lenclos, whom I consider a role model - and if you didn't read the earlier post I just linked to, take a look now and store it away for dreary days.
But it's not easy to avoid glum social and financial predictions as tax time approaches and papers are being shuffled.
So we went out to lunch at Le Bernardin. What else!
I took a few little snaps of some of the lovely things that came to the table:
|glamorous table setting|
|my first course:|
beautifully barbered thin slice of tuna
over thinner slice of toast
spread with foie gras
|his main course:|
(delicious - but description copied off the menu,
I couldn't make this up)
baked filet of snapper
Baja-style shrimp sauce
roasted green tomatoes
|my dessert - per the menu:|
and as we left, we observed this Extremely Large Rabbit right next door.