Everyone at my table loved them.
And Laurent, sitting at the other end of the table, loved my laugh.
But a chocolate brownie sundae with vanilla ice cream was delicious, and my table loved the classic cheesecake.
Everyone at our table loved the Louisiana chowder, a spicy but not incendiary mix of seafood, andouille sausage and white and black beans, which was a soul warmer.
Not everyone at our table loved the assertive, garlic-laden complimentary tapenade, with its olives, anchovies, Cognac and capers, but its taste kick serves notice that the kitchen strives for full-flavored fare.
Bartaco's guacamole excels, and everyone at our table loved the rice bowls — larger portions of the same taco fillings, transposed to a bed of chewy brown rice and topped with colorful julienned bell peppers, red onions, cilantro and a citrus dressing.
The announcement itself preceded a roundtable discussion led by Democratic Minority Leader Nancy Pelosi of about a dozen female entrepreneurs talking about their struggles with and solutions to society's sexism (also, everyone at the table loves Square's payment system).
For years, I inserted myself in families, affixed myself to a regular seat at their dinner tables, loved their children as I would my own and leaned in still further when I heard 'Auntie' Gila.
With dead pets off the table, love and relationship advice dominated the spiritual discourse.
Many of the films were pre-code, which meant some of the songs (like 'Breakfast Table Love') were rather risqué -- and all the more because they were.
