Dec 022009
The next time I’m in San Francisco, I may have to take my brother to Opaque, a restaurant where one dines in total darkness. According to one of the servers, most customers take advantage of the ambiance to make out. I’m all for getting one’s freak on, but I’m not sure I could enjoy a meal while listening to the heavy breathing of the couple at the next table.
Not that I would ever allow someone to feed me in total darkness. I’d be liable to leave the restaurant with half of my dinner on my shirt or get punctured in the cheek with a fork.
