Monday Memory

The only disappointment of the return visit to Jar last Monday was the relatively unexciting mozzarella in tomato broth. But we had no need to fear -- the plump burrata perched on bacon and escarole carried all the slack and erased any lingering memory of dullness.

And then there was the platonic ideal of American style chocolate pudding served in a fat glass. Ah, if only all Mondays can end this well.