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Originally written a couple of weeks ago, the day after my 50th birthday.

Well, here it is. 50. It has arrived. No blaring of trumpets. No black hooded spectre bearing a scythe. Just a gentle waking up with the slightest of hangovers from last night’s celebration at Rezaz, one of my favorite restaurants. The hangover is not from abundant drinking but rather from a very tasty but slightly inferior pouilly fuisse. (more…)


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