IF THE TRUTH BE TOLD
I looked up from my empty plate and asked,
"What do you think about those files?" I asked, not expecting an enthusiastic answer.
"My head is spinning," Sandra responded.
We picked a new restaurant between Barnet and Whetstone, which had a fixed menu, changed each day. Today we had beef consommé, bitter greens with tomatoes the size of peas, thin roast beef slices, noodles in a green sauce, cheese that melted on your tongue served with sweet blue grapes. The servers, all young people dressed in blue tunics, move wordlessly to and from the table, keeping the salvers and wine glasses full.
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