The tables are set, the bottles opened, the calimari is cooking, just pull up a chair and settle in for a comfortably long evening over a leisurely dinner, with thirsts liberally quenched by local red wine, here in this narrow side street in Nimes, July 2007. In France people tend to work to live, rather than living to work, and are generally better off for it. The gentleman in the white shirt is none other than Thierry D. who helped show me the way to the railroad car just below this post, and who showed me many things about photography I may never have learned elsewhere...(see post somewhere way south of here in this blog about Paris in the Spring) So thank you Thierry for showing us the way to this restaurant, and for such a damn good time...
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