Yesterday evening Travalon and I went to Liliana’s, where “Restaurant
Week” went on for a few extra days. We sat outside and enjoyed ratatouille and
scallops with haricots verts (that’s just a fancy way of saying green beans)
and baby blue potatoes. There is a menu
fixe (is that the right phrase?) for Restaurant Week, but after our waiter
brought us delicious caramel torts, he realized that he had brought us the
dessert for the wrong menu, so then he brought us the correct dessert –
chocolate mousse! I probably should have turned it down, but they were both
delicious. If I hadn’t had both, I would have been OK calorie-wise yesterday…
There was a trio singing and playing jazz, and another guy joined them on the
timbale (or some large Latin drum) for “The Girl from Ipanema.” They were so
good that I took their card, although I am not in the habit of hiring
musicians. In fact, Light Bright’s band at our wedding and Bahama Bob at Rich’s
60th birthday party might be the only two times I have done so. Not
that I wouldn’t love to have live music all the time, but who could afford
that? Maybe if I won the lottery, I’d have live music all the time – I’d get
music and they’d get money! Another thing I’d do: charter a Betty Lou Cruise
and take a bunch of homeless people and poor kids on it. They probably never
get to go on boat rides.
Travalon’s phone continues to do random things. Today it
sent me two texts in quick succession: “the whoaw a is aDr2Wsz5qA sq research
A99o2,” and, “a.” Seriously, as I was pondering whether the first one was in
some sort of code I should recognize, and wondering what the actual word “research”
was doing in there, another one came in of just a lower-case a. This was just
after I had sent him a heartfelt text about clearing the air with a coworker
and how we each had thought the other was mad, but in reality neither of us
was, so I figured it wasn’t a direct response from Travalon but his phone
acting of its own accord again. At least it didn’t send me five texts of the
staring emoji!
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