Redeemed.
Took me to lunchbat Scala, in The Drake Hotel.
Paid for it, insisted we eat up.
Duck Confit, Olives, Pomme Fritte, some Pork Noodle(forgo5 name) and terrific sorbets for dessert (peach & mango).
All is well and now we’re at Neimans and I’m relaxed again.
Fendi purses suck though...
That sounds heavenly. She’s a wise woman.