And for dessert…

At the Four Seasons in Georgetown, beignets. French Fried dough. Accompanied with crème brûlée, Macallan 18 Year butterscotch pudding, milk chocolate pot de crème. Along with Himayalan Garden Tea. Black tea. Bourgeoisie elitism is not natural for me. It’s not second nature for me. It’s the tribal and traditional identity which is dominant in us. But if push comes to shove, it seems as though I can outdo even the bourgeoisie elite when it comes to living it up once in a while.

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