True Urban Legends

so there wasn’t a sculpture of a warthog or of my wifey, but there was a sick dragon one, a whimsical fairy one, and numerous other fantastical pieces of art. the salon du chocolat this weekend here was a resounding success (i even missed my thai yoga massage, but this is probably due in part of my confusion around daylight savings time) though next year, i’ma pack little paper bags to load up on samples and save them for later. someone, who shall remain nameless, er, bird, ahem* will be calling me “ghetto” around this point, but i don’t care, it’s better than trying to stuff your face with all the free samples. the coffees and waters are helpfull, as are the paper cups for filling all around. the crepes were delicious and the fondue was ok too…i wish that chocolate didn’t give sweet lime migranes, but amit and wifey make for some good partners in being “full of chocolate”. werd to missing bird, shame…