Dear Mom,\n\ni think i just fell in love, and i am staying in Scottsdale in desperate attempt to gain the love of that waiter who works at Petite Maison.\n\nOf course, as you have expected, that dark and handsome man was completely oblivious of my existence. But i shall not give up and continue to patron this restaurant as often as possible until the day he could remember my plain face. Isn't that what dad does to those bar girls anyway? See, tenaciousness runs in the family.\n\nsay what? frequent a french restaurant everyday is too out of my budget? no no no, see.. we came here as three girls and ordered at least 5 appetizers on top of dessert and wine, and the bill came a little short of $60 dollars.\n\nsay what? my asian stomach cannot handle the undercooked french cuisine on a daily basis? no no no, see... although disappointed by their escargot which could use a little more salt and butter, their Moules Maison that is made of mussells and white wine sauce had the most enticing aroma and the most wonderful sauce base, i was ready to lick the plate when finished. Their foie gras for a minimal $13 was silky and creamy to the point that, it was literally dancing on the tip of my tongue like a little piece of heaven.\n\noh, and i have no problem staying in this 110 degree weather mom, the nicely-decored restaurant sprinkled tiny rain drops along the wall to cool down my lovelorn heart. it would only make this place the more romantic by being directly across street from a south coast worthy mall.\n\nnow only i can get that darn wedding ring off his finger.....\n................\n......................\nokay, i am coming home, mom, and will continue to stay home being your single and pathetic over-aged daughter.
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