Saturday, September 24, 2005
Belated
(Written post-event)
My brother's modem is acting cranky.
This before-work post probably shouldn't and won't come into existence.
Dinner at Iggys, as always, didn't fail to disappoint.
The food, as always ranged from interesting to exquisite, and while it was a little disappointing that Iggy himself didn't come to tend to us personally, everything else about the evening including the company and dinner conversation was immensely enjoyable.
The one rather odd thing was sitting next to a couple who were disconcertingly familiar. The second she spoke, I looked up in horror (I hate the way this country is so damn small...) only to verify what I had suspected. I remembered her from barely a week agoterrorizing instructing the nurses how to do this-and-that...
My dinner companion leaned in to me and asked a muffled question which had me in stitches.
It's funny how two doctors generally invariably talk about work, work and work here. Even when they go to a swanky restaurant for a bit of downtime, and err apparent romance. heh.
A muscat wine to end the perfect evening, and we were back on the road towards tomorrow, and the usual spin-dry routine.
*****
It's funny how you resisted going there so actively, without even asking what it would be like.
Would it have been as it was last night, a thoroughly enjoyable dinner in the company of a friend?
*****
Pink is the new black.
I'll drink to that.
Happy belated. :)
My brother's modem is acting cranky.
This before-work post probably shouldn't and won't come into existence.
Dinner at Iggys, as always, didn't fail to disappoint.
The food, as always ranged from interesting to exquisite, and while it was a little disappointing that Iggy himself didn't come to tend to us personally, everything else about the evening including the company and dinner conversation was immensely enjoyable.
The one rather odd thing was sitting next to a couple who were disconcertingly familiar. The second she spoke, I looked up in horror (I hate the way this country is so damn small...) only to verify what I had suspected. I remembered her from barely a week ago
My dinner companion leaned in to me and asked a muffled question which had me in stitches.
It's funny how two doctors generally invariably talk about work, work and work here. Even when they go to a swanky restaurant for a bit of downtime, and err apparent romance. heh.
A muscat wine to end the perfect evening, and we were back on the road towards tomorrow, and the usual spin-dry routine.
*****
It's funny how you resisted going there so actively, without even asking what it would be like.
Would it have been as it was last night, a thoroughly enjoyable dinner in the company of a friend?
*****
Pink is the new black.
I'll drink to that.
Happy belated. :)
