You wanna know the fastest way to make me lose my lunch? That’s a weird thing for you to want to know, but I’ll tell you anyway: make me go somewhere high up. It doesn’t even have to be that high—I get dizzy on the second floor of a mall looking out over one of those glass dividers. So there’s no way I’d ever eat lunch on the “Flying Table” in Brussels. Diners are strapped into their chairs and hoisted 165 feet and served gourmet foods like foie gras, lobster with lemongrass and crispy veal sweetbreads. And if you want to make room for a delicious chocolate, caramel and coconut dessert all you gotta do is look down.
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