We had dinner at a delightful restaurant called Opel. It's decorated with old French posters, including the one for Opel cigarettes (but of course there's no smoking in the restaurant, this is 21st century California). We had salad, pizza from the imposing pizza oven, stuffed chicken breast, and beautiful desserts -- mine was named "Water for Chocolate" though I don't know why.
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