I managed to drag L, kicking and screaming, into a wine bar. Not just any wine bar, either, but the one I happened to be customer numero uno - the first person to walk in the door back on December 15 - Mosaic, on Argyle Street in downtown Halifax.
This place does not have a full menu, relying instead on letting their talented chef play with food, and you to snack on it until you suddenly realize you are full, and have spent probably more than you would on a meal.
OK, I loved the little burger thingies, the french fries, and just about anything we tried, and so did L.
That evening was a total success. They even let me wear my ball cap into the place, though I did take it off at the table.
The wines by the glass are numerous, and well chosen.
A couple of weeks later, I returned, this time with four of my friends, who were a lot more critical than L and I were. The liked some things, dissed others, and generally felt they paid more than they should have for the enjoyment. Thankfully, they liked the bottle of wine I chose for them (Ksara Couvent).
I dunno - order food you like and enjoy it. Eat with your fingers. Laugh out loud. Sit outside and watch the beautiful people go by (I saw Oliver Bone out celebrating his recent qualification for the Beijing Olympics...)
And wear your ball cap.
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