I accompanied a friend of mine to a tailor I had recommended to him the other day. When all the bespeaking damage was done, we had some time left for a manly dinner of belgian fries and curry sausage at a fancy boho place called Pommes Boutique. Well, what can I say? I don't eat this kind of stuff too often, but sometimes one gets the itch. After all, it helped to know that everything was prepared strictly biologically and the sausages were made from happy cows.