all right. let's eat. >> bon apetit. >> bon apetit. >> in the end, my coq au vin was a bit scraggly but passable. it is written i should be loyal to the nightmare of my choice. i think i now understand what that means. next morning on the river, and of course we're not alone. fishermen from all the surrounding villages have heard of us, and have, long before we're even awake, come by to