We've made no secret of our aversion to golf. So what would we do if we were wealthy and wanted to socialize with other wealthy people without using an overpriced metal rod to hit a dimply ball while smoking above-Dutch-Masters-grade cigars? Well, we'd probably join an automotive country club, go out and flog our Peter Kolb-approved slice of German precision, grab a cigarette and then head off for a nice Sunday dinner at Chez Panisse. Oh wait, Chez Panisse is closed on Sunday nights. Screw you, Alice Waters, for destroying our fantasy life.
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