The man reminded me of my … eh … Well, how to bename our relationship? I called him Uncle Henry. And what fascinated me most was the way he ate. The man in the restaurant brought back that captivation. I just love watching French men eat.
I couldn’t see his plate, but I guessed the modern Californian style restaurant at the Ferry Building in San Francisco didn’t serve him this French classic coq au vin, the famous Red wine chicken and mushrooms stew. But he would probably loves it, just like my late Uncle Henry did.