If only the wisdom of 5 bottles could ever translate into the riches we know it will .. in those evenings. Of pure. liquid. wisdomness. The Lion is a (slightly) pretentious and (completely) beautiful west village restaurant perfectly suited for our running-late-jeans-clad crew who had a hankering for oysters, lamb, and seafood cassoulet. I think this is the name of the wine we were gorging ourselves on… or at least it was maybe the first bottle and it made a huge fan out of me… but not more than i am a fan of Sean Thonson and Rita Bulletproof LaRoux .. and Tom! I love these nights where even flash flooding can’t stop our destinies together.