I know I told you a couple of months ago about our upcoming trip to The French Laundry. Today it happened. Today was the day. Just minutes ago I was there. I had the food. I spent four hours enjoying the work of the gourmet Monet. Just minutes ago…I met him. Thomas Keller. He was there. I saw him. We made eye contact. I shook his hand. He gave me a hug.
I will write about the meal later. I need to go to bed now.