Hard to believe that, in the wake of of oodles of potlucks, this is only the second time in three years (or is it four now?) that my son Colin and his partner Greta and I have all “eaten out” together! And what a meal it was! Locally sourced food, outside on the sidewalk patio, 70° or so with gentle spring breeze . . . Wow! And LOTS of laughs.
I had the “Smokehouse Eggs” — deluxe! With sausage, cheese, artichokes, some kind of “compote” — VERY filling. In fact, what I’ve always wanted fancy eggs to taste like and not until now been satisfied. Really!
Colin, after asking TWO waiters what egg dish is the biggest, and being told, in a flash, “Eggs Benedict,” ordered them —
— and immediately pronounced: “Not so big.”
So, of course, he also got what I couldn’t finish of mine.
Greta had a delicious spring salad with shrimp. (From the Gulf? We all wondered . . .)
I wore my “What would Durga do?” T-shirt, where she’s astride a tiger, flashing swords. But, also in honor of Mother’s Day, Colin gave me (finally! I’ve been asking for two years now) a Garden Tower T-shirt!
Check it out. The Garden Tower Project is becoming wildly successful. YES!
Oops. Size men’s size large.. I guess I’ll wear it as a tunic. Or a night shirt.