Tag Archives: The Wisen Scientist

Nota Bene

I immediately feel underdressed. I unruffled and tuck in my shirt. My lack of jacket and square, dress pants and clean shaven face leaps out at me among the crowd. I feel the grungy PI wanderered into high society. A man I imagine the manager walks straight back around the floor. Every step,m every motion …

La Société

I arrived early to lunch with the Human Engineer and the Wisen Scientist and spent five minutes reading under the coloured glass decorating the ceiling of La Société. A lovely aesthetic of polished wood and suited waitstaff hinted at elegance, competence, and high class. These illusions were quickly shattered over the meal. For a restaurant …