Moules Frites

We tried the new Belgian place and it turned out the sommelier didn’t know how many glasses is a bottle, the waiters were very young bodybuilders maybe wearing a little touch of mascara, the owner a little awkward, customers almost all lawyers, food was passable, beers good, nice decor in general, cosy table.

Fortunately, we were all in a good mood and enjoyed commenting on everything. Maybe all the giggling was not very ladylike, but half of us were actually lawyers and I support Kim Clijsters, so we had all the right to be there and comment.

Now I can’t stop listening to Somebody That I Used to Know by Gotye. Tomorrow I plan to read a book by Amelie Nothomb.