the best part of this weekend was dinner on saturday night with friends. the company, the food but most of the boy of the owner who we met. his name was sammy and he was an 11 year-old innocent flirt. he gave me some hugs, we chatted about the food we ordered and he told his dad: she’s pretty.
careful erik, you might have some competition!
oh and we got the full vip treatment with some free desserts which was the perfect end to the night.