For today’s late lunch — after a looooong meeting, I dined with Deano and Frank at a local joint:
I’d prefer an earlier lunch, all other things being equal, but if the Rat Pack is willing to wait for you, then you don’t make a big deal of it.
I don’t know if Dean Martin and his friend Frank Sinatra liked cajun food, but they might like it at the local Cajun restaurant. All of the tables have posters and large prints of people on them. I always pick the tables with people on them. It seems more interesting somehow.
