I’ve occasionally been accused of ignoring the food in my home town. In some ways, that is true, since I tend not to eat out as much when not traveling. But a recent comment by our local food critic prompted me to check for availability at Coi (pronounced “kwa”), and I was able to secure a place (they only have 10 tables) on a night prior to a trip departure (so no work the next day). I did not use flash and the room was bathed in a beige light, hence the subdued photos.
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