Chance strikes again
Jun. 4th, 2003 12:49 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
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akirlu's stomach was feeling a bit upset yesterday. We've been pretty good this week or so staying at home and not eating out too much. But as she'd stayed home from work, and was feeling more chipper, I thought we should get out of the house for dinner.
So off we went to Kitto, which is in the food court at Third Place Books in Lake Forest City. We almost always order the same thing -- I the Singapore fried rice noodles, which is a mulligan-ish mound of noodles with pork, shrimp, scallions, all in a curry sauce - and she the gyoza (potsticker) combo. Yummy stuff, fairly inexpensive.
Our kinda sorta entertainment for the evening was Calvin Trillin doing a reading -- or, would've been , if it wasn't for the fact that Trillin's voice is bassy and buzzy enough that he hits the frequency of the ambient crowd noise fairly readily. In other words, you can hear him, you just find it difficult to make out what he's saying. And he's somewhat chunky and balding up there at a platform. So... Think of a funny and literate Dick Cheney (a complication devoutly to be wished) and you'll get an idea.
We finished our dinner, and had chuckled at those jokes of Trillin's we could hear ("Going to a white barbecue is like getting a Gentile internist -- the results may turn out all right, and it may be well intentioned, but you're bucking the odds...") when...
...we bumped intorubylou.
Which was a very cool thing, as I hadn't seen her since towards the end of last summer sometime.
We had a long, funny talk, and Ulrika and Rachael got to meet each other. They swapped some pregnancy stories. Rachael told us she was there for the weekly poly thing and had happened to spot me.
Contrary to popular belief, it is possible to meet someone accidently in LA... But what I like about Seattle is that it happens so much more often (that, and you're more pleased to see those you do run into :).
akirlu's stomach was feeling a bit upset yesterday. We've been pretty good this week or so staying at home and not eating out too much. But as she'd stayed home from work, and was feeling more chipper, I thought we should get out of the house for dinner.So off we went to Kitto, which is in the food court at Third Place Books in Lake Forest City. We almost always order the same thing -- I the Singapore fried rice noodles, which is a mulligan-ish mound of noodles with pork, shrimp, scallions, all in a curry sauce - and she the gyoza (potsticker) combo. Yummy stuff, fairly inexpensive.
Our kinda sorta entertainment for the evening was Calvin Trillin doing a reading -- or, would've been , if it wasn't for the fact that Trillin's voice is bassy and buzzy enough that he hits the frequency of the ambient crowd noise fairly readily. In other words, you can hear him, you just find it difficult to make out what he's saying. And he's somewhat chunky and balding up there at a platform. So... Think of a funny and literate Dick Cheney (a complication devoutly to be wished) and you'll get an idea.
We finished our dinner, and had chuckled at those jokes of Trillin's we could hear ("Going to a white barbecue is like getting a Gentile internist -- the results may turn out all right, and it may be well intentioned, but you're bucking the odds...") when...
...we bumped into
rubylou.Which was a very cool thing, as I hadn't seen her since towards the end of last summer sometime.
We had a long, funny talk, and Ulrika and Rachael got to meet each other. They swapped some pregnancy stories. Rachael told us she was there for the weekly poly thing and had happened to spot me.
Contrary to popular belief, it is possible to meet someone accidently in LA... But what I like about Seattle is that it happens so much more often (that, and you're more pleased to see those you do run into :).
