Robert wasn’t religious, but he appreciated the decadence associated with Christmas’s pagan origins. He wasn’t surprised when members of the Food Porn Supper Club lobbied for a holiday meet-up. The location was Cardamon Hill in West Atlanta. Costumes were optional.
“I love Cardamon Hill,” Janet, his co-host, said. “But is an Indian restaurant appropriate for Christmas?”
“Maybe they won’t have fruitcake and eggnog,” Robert replied. “We can hope, can’t we?”