allochthon treated us to an extremely lovely dinner, and I was actually able to eat much of mine! What a deal. I fear that the secret may be that I had wine with a good nose to start out with, but I suppose if I have to have wine with dinner for a few more days, I can deal with that. Also the heightened smell made the delicate almonds a much sturdier flavor, rah. Pictures of the Dread Pirate Robin (Froggy Roo the Sticky?) forthcoming.
*thump*
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Date: 2005-05-17 08:02 pm (UTC)I'm a high school senior that stumbled upon your story from misia's livejournal about a year ago. (Someone I knew at college was going on about how inflated he thought the "one in four women" statistic was. He was sitting at a dinner table with a bunch of people, four of whom happened to be women, so in mid-rant he counted us off and said something like, "Now, see, isn't that ridiculous?"
I said, very quietly, "You don't know half of what you think you know." And one of the other women looked at me, nodded, and said, "Yeah, half sounds about right." Thankfully, nobody else had to make it three-quarters.)
From the very first time I read your anecdote about 6 months ago to now, it has always stayed in my memory. Now I will be sharing my story with my school as an introduction for our forum on sexual violence. I was wondering if I could have your permission to quote your story in my introduction. Thank you very much.
Sincerely,
Katie Mercer
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Date: 2005-05-18 01:36 am (UTC)(Also: hockey! What a cool username you have! Love the hockey!)