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Tarte du soleil
15.90 €
Blowfish librantur in se quatuor, quinquies maior quam normalis, et quare? Quare id faciam? Ut terrorem facit, qui quid. Terrent! Ut alter, scarier pisces agminis off. Et quod tu es? Vos blowfish. Tu iustus in omnibus visio. Vides … suus ‘ suus ‘non aliud aerem. Nunc … qui cum partibus blowfish Isai? Tu damnare ius. Vos blowfish. Dicere iterum. Dicere illam quasi velis eam. Es BLOWFISH!

Foie Gras d'humain AOC
12 euros
Ut sibi fuerat socius sagittis. Ego intervenerit. Vere quia a te nuper iratus occidit illos undecim annorum puer. Deinde, si hoc forte qui fuit imperavit.

Rosace de tomate et sa Burrata à la truffe blanche
18 €
Quod satis pecuniae sempiternum. Ut sciat oportet motum. Nunquam invenies eum. Hic de tabula. Ego vivere, ut debui, et nunc fiant. Istuc quod opus non est. Lorem ipsum occurrebat pragmaticam semper ut, si quis ita velim tibi bene recognoscere. Quorum duo te mihi videtur.

Plats
Gnocchi Polonais
14 €
Yes. Why? Why is this still under discussion? No, no no no no no, I don’t like him. I don’t care who he knows. We’re supposed to trust him with our product? Big Man. Big Generalissimo! Big fry cook is more like it… The ‘Chicken Man.’ You will do what you want. But you have my vote. Never trust a South American. Dirty, dirty people.

Choux farcis aux graviers
11 €
What did I say, man, this guy can COOK! You’re all right, you’re all right man… we’re gonna make a looot of money together. What did you say? Like they don’t already know that? Are you saying that they’re stupid? Okay, so you’re not saying that they’re stupid. So I don’t understand are you saying that I’m stupid?

Desserts
Dôme Coco et son biscuit à la vanille
9 €
This is glass grade. I mean, you got… Jesus, you got crystals in here 2 inches, 3 inches long. This is pure glass. You’re a damn artist! This is art, Mr. White! Yeah, that’s the thing, y’know?

Tarte aux fraises de Carpentras
10 €
Got something for me? Is this a five or an S? Jesus, how the hell do you spell street wrong – S T R E A T? Spooge. Not mad dog, not diesel… let me get this straight, you got jacked by a guy named Spooge?

Cheesecake aux marrons du Nord
17.50 €
Where’s my money… bitch? WHERE’S my money. Where’s my. Where’s MY money, bitch? Huh? Bitch? Where’s my money, bitch? Oh that’s good… where’s my money. Where’s my money, bitch. Bitch, where’s my money. I will mess you… up. That how you wanna play this? Huh, Your call, your funeral Jack. Hey, do not mess with me I will bury you cause I’m crazy. You know, yeah… mucho loco. Do not… test me.
