Tuesday April 5
We were going out on the town (well, Cincinnati) with Deborah to hear the Takács string quartet, so we celebrated with a pre-concert dinner at Floyd's, the king of spit-roasted chicken. We each had a half of their classic chicken, with lima beans (really canellini, but with lots of good garlic and parsley flavors), hummus, good dolma, pickled vegetables (too salty even for Barbara), and tabbouleh; sadly, they were out of their excellent baba ghanouj (best in town).
We picked every bone clean.
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