Cafe' Rene', we were there last Tuesday when we met the fashion photog and he told Tim the frog legs were the best thing on the menu, so, that's what Tim wanted. A French dinner to remember. Sorry if this meal is not your idea of "dining", don't mean to offend!
Our nightly walk to the taxi stand 3 blocks away...
Tim's new pants and Italian shoes (40% cuz no Frenchie has that big of feet)!
At our table, Cafe' Rene'...
Mushrooms in butter and garlic....
A server came and wrapped this around Tim's neck, clearly he needed it.
Tim, 51 and kinda sad the meal is over...
My new bracelet, Je Vous Aime. (ILY)
Le Caveau des Oubliettes, a jazz club I found on Google. No cover, and the nightly bands play in an underground cave and music range is unlimited. Packed full of every type of person.
We loved it.
It was so tight down there, I was almost able to play the bongos...
Then catching our cab back, a block from the club, just this...
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