During the lunch meeting with Alexander and his business associate, I felt like someone had pressed slow motion on life.They were deep into “strategic projections,” “supply-chain optimization,” and “equity rebalancing”, basically, a three-hour podcast no one asked to subscribe to. I’d heard enough of these conversations to build a small MBA program, but even I have limits. My brain tapped out somewhere between “operational liquidity” and “market positioning.”Still, I kept my face straight.Professional smile.Calm nods.Assistant autopilot.The only saving grace? The food.God. The food.The mac and cheese was ridiculous- creamy, golden, with that crisp layer on top that cracks like a secret being revealed. It felt illegal how good it was. The tiramisu? Silky, cool, with just enough espresso bitterness to make my eyes flutter shut for half a second. The kind of dessert that makes you rethink every mediocre dessert you’ve ever had. Even the appetizer,a simple bruschetta, tasted like
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