Jan. 3rd, 2015 10:20 pm
Rendezvous
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monshu, a wireless device for me. But I got overwhelmed with the range of choices and the Old Man, seeing my distress, asked, "Do you need a time out?" So we headed to the Macy's next door and, after wandering through the entire mens' section, learned they didn't have the one thing he'd checked in advance to see if they had. We looked at North Face and found only camouflage and grotty tropical prints, so we retreated to the confortevolezza of L'Appetito, where I spent a frustrating five minutes trying to access my e-mail on the GWO's phone.
At that point, I was rescued by a "where are you?" message fromlhn and headed out into the cold rain again in order to meet him, prilicla, a subdued hisregard, ladytiamat, and--as a special surprise--My Remaining Author Friend Who Is Not princeofcairo at Bar Toma where, to my delight, they had already ordered calamari and a couple of pizzas. After Water Tower Place, it felt like a pool of sanity in a sea of tourists, with a cozy interior and an extremely solicitous staff.
For over an hour the topic of conversations was books--books! I work at a bleeding library and, with the exception of one colleague, no one ever talks about books with me for anything approaching an hour! Too bad I won't remember any of the good YA series they recommended to me for my niblings. Then we began to think dessert.hisregard originally suggested Ghiradelli, but when it was determined our next stop was the Bipartisan Manse in Hyde Park, he switched to Firecakes for fancy donuts. So yum! MRAF broke off to rendezvous with a houseguest, prilicla headed back home, and lhn ferried the rest of us to Hyde Park.
I couldn't even attempt a summary of all the topics we covered in our South Side salon. It was a full-spirited return to the days of bantering around the Skiffy table, but minus our youthful insecurities and the living embodiments of them. I didn't want to, but eventually I had to interject a reminder to order dinner, which was delivered to us from old stalwarts Snail. And I really didn't want to leave, butclintswan was coming over to my house and I wanted to be there to meet him. By some miracle, I made it from the bus stop on Hyde Park Blvd to the Loyola stop on the el in almost exactly one hour. But it was all for nought, since my buddy was still busy with laundry and I began to pumpkin after 10 p.m. Hope he had a good time at Bear Night while I was in bed!
monshu, a wireless device for me. But I got overwhelmed with the range of choices and the Old Man, seeing my distress, asked, "Do you need a time out?" So we headed to the Macy's next door and, after wandering through the entire mens' section, learned they didn't have the one thing he'd checked in advance to see if they had. We looked at North Face and found only camouflage and grotty tropical prints, so we retreated to the confortevolezza of L'Appetito, where I spent a frustrating five minutes trying to access my e-mail on the GWO's phone.At that point, I was rescued by a "where are you?" message from
lhn and headed out into the cold rain again in order to meet him, prilicla, a subdued hisregard, ladytiamat, and--as a special surprise--My Remaining Author Friend Who Is Not princeofcairo at Bar Toma where, to my delight, they had already ordered calamari and a couple of pizzas. After Water Tower Place, it felt like a pool of sanity in a sea of tourists, with a cozy interior and an extremely solicitous staff.For over an hour the topic of conversations was books--books! I work at a bleeding library and, with the exception of one colleague, no one ever talks about books with me for anything approaching an hour! Too bad I won't remember any of the good YA series they recommended to me for my niblings. Then we began to think dessert.
hisregard originally suggested Ghiradelli, but when it was determined our next stop was the Bipartisan Manse in Hyde Park, he switched to Firecakes for fancy donuts. So yum! MRAF broke off to rendezvous with a houseguest, prilicla headed back home, and lhn ferried the rest of us to Hyde Park.I couldn't even attempt a summary of all the topics we covered in our South Side salon. It was a full-spirited return to the days of bantering around the Skiffy table, but minus our youthful insecurities and the living embodiments of them. I didn't want to, but eventually I had to interject a reminder to order dinner, which was delivered to us from old stalwarts Snail. And I really didn't want to leave, but
clintswan was coming over to my house and I wanted to be there to meet him. By some miracle, I made it from the bus stop on Hyde Park Blvd to the Loyola stop on the el in almost exactly one hour. But it was all for nought, since my buddy was still busy with laundry and I began to pumpkin after 10 p.m. Hope he had a good time at Bear Night while I was in bed!