I like to consider myself quite an experienced restaurant-goer. So I was puzzled to discover yesterday night the existence of a blind menu for ladies, with no prices on it.

I spent various minutes wondering about the fondue de topinambour, how on earth you can obtain a fondue from a topinambur and how much that’s going to cost you, when Logan shocked me announcing he was going to order the lobster. It was at that point, that I discovered that his menu was complete with prices, which were absolutely reasonable by the way.

I still haven’t decided whether a blind menu for the lady is a sexists idea, or just an oddly old-fashioned one.