The Restaurant on Top of the World On aesthetic grounds, I was sad there was a restaurant on the summit of Mount Fuji. Spoiling nature and all that. Practically, I was overjoyed to sit down in the warmth after climbing seven hours. “How do you get the food up here?” I asked. “My daughter carries…
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The Lobster Pot
The Lobster Pot Stomach rumbling, I spied a restaurant sign ahead: The Lobster Pot. It wasn’t seafood, just a dimly-lit diner at the end of a long hallway. “I’m curious,” I asked when I was paying, “why call it The Lobster Pot?” “The way it’s built,” the waiter replied, smiling. “Easier in than out.” A…
A Bar For All Tastes
A Bar For All Tastes You enter through a normal-looking door off the street, something in a rich brown for tradition’s sake. Inside is a reception desk. A selection of chocolates on the desk is the only hint of what lies beyond. This is where you make your first choice. Families with children immediately go…
Unlimited Credit
Unlimited Credit The check came. “I’ll get this one.” “Oh, you will, eh? Which ‘you’?” “Let’s see. Do they take Mastercard?” “Use one of the visas.” “Here’s one: Randall James.” “That’s a platinum card. Save that for something big.” “How about this one: Adelbert Hanspeter.” “What?!” “What’s wrong?” “That’s my grandfather.” “Maybe it’s someone with…
Dinner at Maison Centrale
Dinner at Maison Centrale “Do you think it’s safe?” Chantelle asked. She rapped the clear table. Tabitha sipped her wine. “Undoubtedly.” She smiled at the prisoners gazing up through the table from the floor below. “I feel bad for them.” “This is your civic duty, darling. Let them continuously see and smell wonderful food just…
The Green-Walled Treehouse 