On a cold night in DC we met up with our childhood friend for dinner at The Bird. We ordered a “flight of egg” which included an odd, lemon-y (?), eggy, disturbingly sweet bite, topped with caviar, and a cold, strange, gelatinous egg disc doused in soy sauce.
Our night was not off to a good start.
It's a warm and sunny early evening. Pre-dinner. We have changed into our loungewear/pjs already and are laying about like slugs on the couch, in the warm sun, like our kitties.…
I was really looking forward to yet another lazy Friday...until Sly asked sometime mid-afternoon if we had a concert to go to at night. I racked my brain. Concert? What concert?…
Outside: I put on my Xtra Tufs and walked around in the woods listening to the snow crunching beneath my boots. Finally! Real snow! It snowed and snowed and snowed --…
we made up for lost time this year and saw a lot of concerts. Some were old favorites, but others were bands we newly discovered (thanks, Spotify) and some were bands…
On this day, two years ago, a Texas-sized storm blew in. Lightning. Wind. Thunder. The whole nine yards. It didn't seem like it would let up. All our our hanging paper…