Awaiting Ceremony

In one of the rooms in the restaurant that has been the subject of the last few posts, there were two ceremonial robes on display, both gorgeous works of art in their own right, simply beautiful.  I am not quite sure when these are worn (if ever) but they looked rather mysterious and ghostly in a room by themselves, on a night when there were few people in evidence.

One note is that I asked the two people who went with me to dress their very best, as I expected it to be a glamorous place.  Alas, we were the only ones who want to abide by any dress code.  The others looked as if they had just come from a baseball game, or something pedestrian.  No wonder I love places which enforce a dress code- they might go all the small details wrong, but at least one doesn't have to see any t-shirts or shorts anywhere.