The usual suspects go to a gourmet dinner at SNHU. Great time! Byron walked in with a bottle of red and a bottle of white in each coat pocket. The rest of us brought ours in Diana's black canvas bags. Loaded.
We had a divine French meal. Escargot, oysters, caviar, bouillabaisse, filet, bisque, mousse. Haute cuisine and bourgeoisie cuisine.
When Byron told the Driving Beau to Killington in a Storm story, I didn't think Lynda was going to make it, she was crying so hard. The rest of us howled.
We topped the evening by breaking into Kenny & Dar's condo with a credit card. It took four seconds. Good to know.
Next gourmet meal: Northern European. See you there, dah-lings!
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