Nnnnnnnnngggggggggg!!!!!
If stomachs couldn't tell you when they were full, I would probably die of overeating at Le Bon Vivant. Is that even possible? I dunno, it could be. If you want to give it a try, this is where you should go.
Every bite was better than the last. How is that even possible? Is there a wizard casting delicious patronum spells in the kitchen? Do they use enchanted meats? This place boggles the mind.
This is what I ate. You should also eat it:
- Vietnamese octopus: holy shit
- Yakuza fries: holy shit
- Fried trout: holy shit
- Aged rib steak: holy fucking shit
- New York steak: see above
- Kale salad: even their vegetables are fucking amazing
I honestly don't know why you're not here now. Get in a cab, or an Uber, or jump on a bus, I don't care how you get here, but you need to go here now.
Update: We ordered dessert. I am literally dead. How am I writing this if I'm dead. Ghost writing.