and i'm a bit cheap. you know, i go for the king crimson lap dance. [ laughter ] >> anthony: after a suspiciously stunned-looking fish emerges from the deep, previously rufinoled by an eager producer, no doubt, it is ignored. because fred and dave do things differently. no crudely fried fish in breadcrumbs for these large-living 19th century men. oh, whoa. holy shit. look at that. instead, a hearty lunch of french classics, accompanied by many fine wines and liqueurs, as befitting gentlemen of discerning tastes who've exhausted themselves in the wild. so this is how you live? >> fred: well, more often than not, yes. >> david: we always have to travel well and eat properly. we're drinking a natural white wine. [ speaking french ] white burgundy. these are glacier bay oysters, as well as a couple of beausoleils thrown in there. >> fred: they're delicious. and my prized possession, those little alsace glasses. >> david: fred's wonderful alsace glasses. >> anthony: yeah.