claude and power

On Saturday night Emma and I dj’d at Unloveable: The Serge Gainsbourg night.

We ended on a reggae Serge jam. It was certainly an unexpected jem.

I guess some people were less impressed/ a little school teacher about it.

But, mostly, I think everyone was happy.

Before Unloveable we went to Il Baretto for Italian. Being Vegan is toughest when you pretend (pretend?) to be bourgeois. The fancy put egg in everything except salad.

Grace got a gnocchi

But I think she really wanted what Claire and Alice were having. Or at least Alice, who got the Duck.

Brig certainly liked her duck. And the fine wine she supplied us with. It made me quite supple in the hours following.

Not so for the birthday girl, who remained demure, composed and classy for a forever. I was an awful friend and accidentally said the wrong time to Korolyn. It was okay though, because its fine to leave awesome people waiting on their birthday.