poetry and the feast
Christian used to participate in the rat race, but instead decided
to get a fat face (not literally, mind you). He thinks of himself as a
man about town, if town means restaurants in Soho and cocktail bars in
Shoreditch, or the other way around, he can't quite remember. Since
this description is too long for a business card, he will usually say
trend scout, human review engine for his friends, and aspiring
restaurateur. He rhymes, sometimes, with pleasure, at leisure, little
skill, lots of will, clasping a drink, what do you think?