Escoffier, a simple sighboard hung on top of a small cottage, the surrounding area was littered with small plants which was meticulously taken care of.
The so called restaurant didn't even had a parking space but he confidently drove one block away and parked the car.
Helga looked outside, everything around them were dimly lit because of lack of residentials spaces. The cottage seemed to be the only standing 'monument' around this place.
" Is this the place?" Helga asked with a slight hesitation.
" Are you disappointed?"
" No,no, I don't think we are properly dressed for this place." Shr felt a little embarrassed.
" Just trust me. This is a hidden place not known to many, I am sure you would like this place." He leaned in and gave her a peck before exiting the car to open the door for her like a gentleman.
Because of the cold atmosphere, he didn't want her to shiver so he took off his jacket and wrapped her up.
