i'll never forget the first time hubert spoke mandarin in front of me.
we were in new york together at the famous joe shanghai restaurant. it's always packed in that place. our entire party was undecided after we ordered the must-haves and hubert quickly spoke up to our server and ordered something in a language i'd never heard him speak.
it was only appropriate that he was the one to show me r&g lounge. we stepped from the street from san francisco's chinatown into the modern institution once more. this wasn't our first time.
it was also our day off, i wore a white oxford and jeans while hubert sported a red t-shirt and a gray cardigan. his jean shorts and off-white chuck taylors was lounge-appropriate enough and we were escorted upstairs to their second dining room.