Lafitte dominates my day

The A's fired off to meet Lulu for tennis and I, old fogey that I am, laid around in the hotel. Alice returned alone as Lulu had allowed Alistair to stay for a sleep-over, with her son Paolo. A while was spent hearing of the pleasures of the tennis and even more of meeting old and new friends.
So we were in a dilemma, where to eat with Lafitte looming in our minds? So, partially in view of the weather, we dropped by "The Pub" in the hotel. My sausage and mash was great and Alice raved over her Irish stew. I should have guessed that a place so known for its restaurants would make sure even the quick pub meals would be up to their standards.

But soon Lafitte was calling and we took pleasure in getting a bit dressed up, One thing for me is that the jackets can be cut to disguise the huge stomach as much as possible. Alice dressed in silk with enough space to allow for plenty eating and looked stunning. When we arrived our old acquaintance Husa ushered us to our usual table and described the chef's recommendations but we went, as we so often have previously, for the sampler menu. This gives seven courses (with or without specially selected wines) and changes daily. It was superb, and of course I got to drink Alice's wines, helped by the fact that she got the giggles soon after after arriving, strongly blamed on a half glass of wine upstairs. I did my best to ensure the fit could not end, but she eventually went off to the loo, where she calmed down, as least to the amount shown here; coming back to blame me for teasing her - can you believe that of me? Then we settled down to the wonderful meal, superb service, food and wine. What more could a man desire, other than having Alice with him, of course! Alice is such a busy girl that sometimes I feel the only quiet time that I have to talk to her is over a dinner table, which of course does not upset me too much but does not help my diet in any way at all.

I seriously believe that Lafitte is the best restaurant in the Pacific Rim.