After being escorted up an elevator to our table by the window – we were presented with three courses of finger sandwiches, a cheese plate and of course the essential swan-shaped pastries - yes, even the chef knew that Portman would win for Black Swan.
Our waiter explained each item – and even went into the history of French cheese. (Perhaps because we leaked Bianca’s identity)
Ahhh catching up with a friend, sipping Earl Grey, dressed in nothing better than black sweats – while being treated like royalty.
Because luxury and pretension are two very different things.