Yesterday I had the pleasure of entertaining Ramon, childhood summercamp friend and bicycling compatriot.
I ate probably one the best meals I've had in a long while at Cheeseboard. And I mean "best" as an equally weighted average of deliciousness and caloric content. As of late I've been running on half rations, as I try to make it to spring break without having to go food shopping.
At dusk, we went up to the Big C on the hill that overlooks the Bay, talking as not-yet-fully-formed men sometimes talk to one another, when the space is quiet and the beer ample.
"So she's an artist... and you never suspected that there might be anything emotionally unbalanced about her?" he asked.
"I'm still very new to this game," the other said.
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