Fire!

It's sort of odd that this site is becoming the place where I stash the updates of questionable content

Here's a good time. Tracey's apartment has no heat (not an enviable condition right now) and she and Katy had the inspiration to set a pile of newspaper aflame. On a plate. On a meltable, toxic table. It was like a train wreck, but instead of trying to stop it, I just wanted to make sure I got a good picture. I think the plate is beyond repair. We also made the fortuitous discovery that there are no smoke alarms in the entire building. That's comfortable.

Hee. This had to be on purpose. I chose the lemon sorbet at Aux Deux Fondues on Saturday and this was the plate that I got. I really, really wish that I could have gotten a better picture but the atmosphere was small and cozy so a flash would have seemed very inappropriate. It was delicious. We had the option of a chocolate fondue, but I was already stuffed and it was an extra four euros a person.