At that time, I felt it was such an upscale place. Without an adult leading the way, I would never dare to come here on my own.
Years flew by, and the French restaurant had long been dethroned from the altar of my memory, becoming one of the usual places I frequented.
Time sped past, yet the gourmet food remained.
The world around us changed at breakneck speed, with an unending stream of new things. Fast food culture took over every aspect of people's lives.
But when Lu Jincheng stepped into this corridor once again, it seemed as if time had never changed.
The commitment to ingredients and craftsmanship was just as strong as it had been years before.
Plump and tender snail meat, shelled by hand, infused with herbs from the south of France, added to a special white Tournedos sauce and baked in President butter to flavor, the rich French romance exploded on the taste buds in an instant.
