Tonight we celebrate Mid-Autumn Festival, but not in the company of our families. I haven't seen much of Kutsuyama since she moved back to Hong Kong, and we decided to catch up after spending some time together in Seoul last month. Foursheets heard about the lunch I enjoyed last week at Medora and decided that she wanted to check out the place for herself, so I dutifully booked us a table for dinner. As I was being shown to our table, I managed to see a big paragraph of text next to my name on the pad carried by the staff. It quickly dawned on me that these would have been notes from Chef Vicky Cheng, maybe in the same way that someone had entered the words "prima donna" in the system at Amber under my name all those years ago. Uh-oh...We were informed that Vicky had instructed for the staff to pour us glasses of Champagne to start, and there would be a few dishes coming our way. Well... maybe I should have had Foursheets make the booking so no one would need to make a fuss about us, and I did get dirty looks from the wife that I had rebuffed her original suggestion. Anyway... as we already have brought Champagne ourselves, I declined the generous offer so that I wouldn't get too toasted tonight.
