realfilf

Before you send your heartfelt congratulations, maybe the title of this post should’ve been: “Realfilf Spotted at Cafe Claude.” Screw it.

Here’s the story:

Earlier in the month, I was contacted by an important executive from a large multi-national software company. He asked if a lunch meeting could be arranged to discuss matters of great importance.  We chose to rendezvous at Cafe Claude. Nestled in a small alley off the beaten path, Cafe Claude assured the privacy needed to talk serious business.

I knew something was afoul when I arrived.  The maître d was tense and the wait staff seemed more buttoned up than usual.  Was the placed bugged? Had we been followed? Or was the staff just nervous?  I get that sometimes.  My associate arrived and we were seated at the corner table we’d requested.  Just then, as I was handed the menu, I noticed some commotion near the door.  A woman was setting up a tripod.  We were made!

Despite making the reservation under an alias, I suspect a mole tipped off the management at Cafe Claude that the Realfilf blogger would make an appearance.  In turn, Cafe Claude must have tipped off the Wall Street Journal to get some extra cred for my appearance as a food critic (not a business person).  Don’t let the title of the Wall Street Journal article fool you. This is all about Realfilf, of course.

Nonetheless, I can assure you that Cafe Claude still “has it.” You can see the entire Wall Street Journal slideshow and article here.