Chinatown.

You come for the sparkling conversation. You stay for the penetrating insights. Sic transit gloria mundi.

I ankled over to Brown Butter today to take another look-see. The hostess said, “I knew you would be back.”

Once you get a gander at the interior of Brown Butter, you’ll never be able to unsee it. It will haunt your dreams.

I wonder if they ever …