(For the backstory, see this post…)
After a great deal of sleuthing (thank you Nancy Drew novels and Internet information overload), followed by furtive messages and secret handshakes, I finally found Papa’s.
Well, almost.
We’re booked for dinner at 9 pm tomorrow night (that’s normal here; many restaurants don’t even open until 8:30 pm) for a semi-private meal with a Michelin chef who is completely chill about all our food restrictions!
But…
We don’t yet have the actual address.
We’ll find out tomorrow, when we need it.
I can’t wait!
Eventually, I’ll get all caught up on all the bazillion things already I want to tell you about…and this will, I already know, be one of them.
ea/
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