The older I get, the more life feels like I’m just killing time between meals.
Better make the most of it – which I did last night at Tavern in Brentwood. Above, what they call Devil’s Chicken, with braised leeks, onions and mustard breadcrumbs. Sacrilicious.
For dessert, the Snickers Bar, with salted peanut caramel and vanilla ice cream. Best copyright infringement I ever scarfed.