|I went to this restaurant on the Ile Saint Louis once—|
against my better judgement because it's pretty touristy,
the food is more for gourmands than gourmets
(and I'm neither), and they pack the patrons in cheek by jowl.
But in fact I have a wonderful memory of the place
because we made fast friends with our table mates,
enjoyed everything they piled on our plate, drank pitcher
after pitcher of red wine, and finally stumbled out
of there about 5 hours later, well after midnight.
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