Well I had written a post about our wonderful Thanksgiving dinner at Acme, but just now while I was writing, Georg started throwing up. Which makes it seem somewhat inappropriate to rave about our dinner.
I'm guessing it was the mushroom risotto, which he ordered and I only tasted a bite of. Poor Georg. Not a nice way to spend a holiday. Especially not a holiday about food. At least we had a nice day up until now.
[ETA: Georg threw up a couple more times and then fell asleep. So I guess it wasn't food poisoning, which is a relief.]
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Just to set the record straight: I only hurled once. Thank you. Please resume the non-gastro-intestinal portion of your day.