report on the dinner

Erik's hiking with his friend T somewhere near Napa Valley. I hope the fresh air is doing his soul good.

Last night dinner was my friend J's treat, so all the fretting about money was unnecessary. My eggplant dish was dramatic visually but tame gustatorily. The restaurant I won't say much about except that the bathroom sinks were made of woks, which I would give an A for effort. Anyway, the company was good, and being out with friends lightened my mood.

Oh, and the serving was so big that the uneaten portion that I brought home fed Erik generously.

Today the sky's gray-white with clouds. I've been reading zines and enjoying the quiet.