Spottings!

At an intimate gathering of our favorite post-literiate we encountered some fascinating characters who had opted to crash one of our fave dining hotspots. Do you know who we're talking about? Don't you wish you did?

First, Ms. W and Mr. H, collaborators on the trio of H-W's that once haunted not only a certain place of learning, but also a particular car pool (how suburban!). I honestly did not know Mr. H until this chance sighting, and doubt I will ever have the particular pleasure of avoiding him from across the room again. Ms. W, however, is quite popular with the scholars, though I was thoroughly sketched out by a previous incident involving a camera, obliviousness, and an absent prom date. Oh well, it wasn't meant to be.

Second, Mr. F and Mr. M. Wow, what a dynamite pair to encounter unexpectedly. If I were trapped on a desert island, I would love to be with either of these two, let alone both. Though I don't think they are particularly out-doorsey...Did you know that one of them was personally aquainted with both Grace Kelly and Albert Camus? Incroyable! Anyways, rumors abound (in my mind, at least) about the nature of their dinnertime rendez-vous, so I will have nothing to do with their nasty and heartless dissemination (DATE?!). The Special Sauce and I had a wonderful convo with both of them, with Mr. F even tossing in some hilarious foreign-language allusions and digs at my linguistic incompetence. But fear not, I'm thoroughly competent.

What a magical night!