“How did you hear about this place?” I asked, putting my cutlery on the plate. I literally couldn’t eat another bite. “Massa, a friend of mine. How he heard about it is anyone’s guess.” “Well, thank him for me. That meal was amazing.” He laughed. “I’m not telling him. He’ll ask if I blindfolded you to get here. It must remain a secret.” I laughed at that. “The Fight Club of restaurants.”
