Discreet charm

The Travelers snoozed off their afternoon contributions to the Santa Fe economy and then headed out for some competitive dining ; how would the Compound compare with Geronimo? True to their bourgeois instincts they warmed to the ambience and were touched, literally, by the more personal service of Sean Patrick, an Irish American love explant from New York. The wine veered to an Italian favorite and the starters were outstanding . The main course arrived with a complimentary pile of onions but sadly disappointed a little. Blair had been warned off the John Dory by SP so no excuses there. FitzGerald also made the classic mistake – ordering pasta far from its home. Despite the excellent lobster it was insufficient to stage a rescue. We beat a strategic retreat to the fireside comfort of our hotel, the ever attentive Abel and the Minnesotan Sheena, graphic artist extraordinaire.