Mom and Brad's Visit: Last Night

Holiday market kind of like the Union Square one but on the Champs Élysées.
Blurry Brad at the holiday market.
So this is a slightly long story, but well worth it. About a month ago when Dad was visiting, we went to this restaurant, Chez Andre, and across the street from it was another restaurant, le Relais de l'Entrecôte, which had a line out the door. When we googled it, we found out that it was a restaurant that only serves steak and french fries, and is apparently amazing. So at the suggestion of Dad, on Mom and Brad's last night in Paris, we waited in line to get into the restaurant. The food was really good (and there was tons of it) but that's not the best part. The hostess, an older woman, seated us and while she was putting down our menus and silverware, another table got up to leave, and since the restaurant is so crowded, she had to squeeze in closer to our table to allow them to pass. She made some comment about how she needs to eat less chocolate so that she can fit better and we all started laughing. Only, when she laughed, a tooth fell out onto the table, but she walked away without realizing it. I was apparently the only one who had seen her fake tooth fall out and into the table crack but when our waitress came, I told her about the tooth. She made a face, picked up the tooth, and brought it back over to the hostess. Along the way though, she stopped to tell about every other waitress in the restaurant. Needless to say, everyone was cracking up, even the lady who had dropped the tooth. So I will always remember that restaurant, not for its fabulous steak-frites, but for the tooth that fell onto our table...