
So here I am -- yes once again at the Accent Bistro -- they do not call it a bistro, but I do. This is the small repast I do allow myself after work -- on a pay day that is a Friday. Now the truth is they call them selves: Accent European Lounge -- but that sounds like a stab at redoing Harry/s bar in Venice -- or place that only features Ernest Hemmingway/s drinks for Esquire -- like \Death in the Afternoon/ - Absenth laid under chilled Moet et Chandon Champaignia. No this place is somewhat more nieghbourly than all that.
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