A full house--but except for coffee and toast for Jackie, assorted snacks for Andre and left-over pasta and fish for Benno, little at-home eating (and next to no cooking!).
Jackie and I had a very delicious prix fixe lunch at Joe's (I had a kind of the hangar steak with mashed potatoes, wild mushrooms and asparagus, Jackie had wild salmon with parsnip puree and other wonders--and I'm not even mentioning the starters and desserts).
Soon after Jackie, Andre and Benno left for Ivan's graduation and assorted associated festivities, I biked to the library and then biked at top speed to Santa Monica to meet Linda at the Laemmle's. I'd given into her entreaties to see The Best Exotic Marigold Hotel. I had no doubts I'd enjoyed it. I know I should be grateful that it is pandering to my exact demographic, but still....In any case, why pretend that I'm not a sucker for these exact fantasies--whatever its flaws, I loved seeing the old Brits wandering those Jaipur streets and had a fine weepy and uplifting time, followed by a a good enough meal at Tender Greens, a righteous chain that must have sprouted when I wasn't looking, full of excellent intentions and inexpensive o.k. food.
As the sun set, I biked home along the bike path at a more leisurely pace, new bike lights and excellent light necklace happily flashing.
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