The Last Supper!

Nikoli made us dinner for the last time tonight. It was exactly like the real last Supper, but with way less disciples / Jesus, but just as bittersweet. It was ALSO served in meat jello:

YES, that is caviar. He really pulled out all of stops. Leg of lamb (which I’d never had before, and it was delicious, but also disturbing)

and m’fave, this homemade chocolate cake, which I could eat for 100 years, pieces of which I’m DEFINITELY smuggling through security tomorrow.

We gifted our new friend with a giant bottle of vodka, which he cradled like a baby, the universal language of vodka cradling. We, in turn, spoke the universal language of  YAY CAKE.

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