We got managed to squeeze in ONE winter/fall quarantine, covid-era Restaurant Club. That was in October 2020 where we ate outdoors in a lovely little french restaurant. Just Julia, Gail and Dionne attended and this was Gail's pick, I think. We've totally lost track since Covid blew up our restaurant club schedule (and everything else in life). The food was divine, and not just because it was so glorious to eat out and be served by someone else and no dish-washing was involved! Also, because Mathilde is absolutely divine -- as pictured below, the gourmet French food was straight out of Paris. From the escargot to the chocolate mousse, we devoured it all. Ah.....other than missing Stephanie, it was a taste of the old life (well, sort of, masks on, outdoors, empty streets). When will Restaurant Club reconvene? Gee....ask Governor Newsom. Or Mayor Breed. Nobody fucking knows but a better question is what will be left standing when we crawl our way out of this Covid hellhole. Kisses...
Restaurant Club started in May 2005 with Julia, Gail, Dionne and Stephanie, who all take turns picking the restaurant of their choice. Three main rules: (1) the person choosing must pick a restaurant they've never been to; (2) ordering dessert is mandatory and (3) guests must be female. We're eating (and drinking) our way through San Francisco...