“You’re Now in the Back of the House”: An Intimate Time at The ButcherShop

“Hi, where can I find The ButcherShop?” “…Follow me.” The concierge of the Irvine Marriott got up from his desk and headed in the direction of the main bar. I followed, and eventually I saw him look in the direction of a kitchen door nestled in the back of the bar. A man stood next to the doorway, and he nodded to us. My escort up to this point told …

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