Next Time Obama Passes Up a Diplomatic Dinner from the French
He should have his head examined. No reason to turn your nose up at spectacularly fine dining, the way only the French know how. There is a reason that Cordon Bleu is in Paris and they exported campuses to the US and even a Pasta Making subsidiary in Florence, Italy.
Tonight at the Embassy after a perfectly brilliant historical survey of the inter-relationship between French and American literary arts and cinema, the French Ambassador to the US Vimont hosted an exquisitely lovely dinner of two kinds of duck, at least three kinds of delicate wines and champagnes, a nouget glace gelato sort of desert and a bevy of eager waiters who made sure that your french bagette plate was always full with a replacement pretty much as soon as you scarfed down the last piece.
Many thanks with deepest gratitude for the kindness of the folks at the French Embassy and their sense of taste, style and gastronomic refinement.
Forgive me but beats Ben's Chili Bowl any day by miles and oceans.
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