Al Boccon di'Vino

Tonight was the first night out with the new work crew, at a fantastic Italian restaurant in Richmond where there's no menus and everyone basically gets whatever the chef fancies cooking that night. I lost count of the courses. There were three desserts alone. I feel like I shouldn't need to eat again til March.

There was a painting of the staff that made me laugh. Either the artist never got round to finishing it before it was hung, or the poor woman bottom right was sacked at some point...