Yes, I know I ate far too much of the homemade breads and grossini.
I also know I devoured every morcel of the five entrees placed in front of me and then removed from the Universe all traces of the five exquisite taster dishes that followed.
And of course I’m aware that after drinking the cocktail ‘dessert’ I ate the white chocolate glass it came in.
I knew all of these things… and so did the chef.
Which is why presenting me with these petit fours when I’m too stuffed to eat anything else was just seriously sadistic.