Playa del Rey and Venice Beach, California
7:05 p.m.: Seated at a fine restaurant. Intelligent, attractive, interesting and sometimes flammable man on one side of the table. Me across.
Trout with almonds. Carrot soup. Half a bottle of chardonnay. Mountain elk.
Dessert: the one on the cover of a magazine that made me want to dip my finger onto the page and come away with a drip of chocolate. The photo that led us here.