
I had lunch with Cliff Barnes last week. Rather, at Cliff Barnes.

When I suggested the location to my girlfriend she said,
“Cool. I’m watching Dallas 2012″.
I don’t think I even knew there was a new Dallas series (I don’t keep up with American TV. I gorge on it when I go home for visits).

She had the pork, and

I had the fish. And dagens lunch comes with salad, a bread selection and spreadable cheese and coffee or tea.
A taste of home? Maybe if I had tried the Texas chili or the bacon cheese burger.










