Chapter 6
Asher took me to a nice little place not far from his bar. We parked at the back of his building and walked over to the restaurant. It didn’t look like much from the outside, and I would probably have passed it by if it hadn’t been recommended to me.
Inside was marginally better, but the menu was the real crowd-pleaser. It was filled with tempting items, and I stared at it with an open mouth for minutes, having a hard time deciding what I wanted to eat. If it had been possible, I would have chosen one of each.
In the end, I settled on an open-faced avocado-hummus sourdough sandwich and a blueberry-pomegranate smoothie that looked amazing. There were several free tables—we had escaped the worst rush, according to Asher—and we sat down in a private corner.
The food was amazing:
