As if I need to commit more sins to go to hell

One of the great wonders of major cities is one's ability to eat more than the gross annual income per capita of a few dozen developing countries. Which is *gasp* what I'm doing tonight. I just looked it up: I'm expecting the bill for three at Per Se to be greater than the per capita annual income of at least 62 countries. Depending on the number of half-bottles of wine we end up consuming (plus a cocktail, plus a digestif!), it could be more. It's just wrong, and on so many levels. I'll let you know how it all went tomorrow, including if my liver is still functional.