This will be more photos than words. A beautiful evening, desperately needed, that started with one of my dearest friends. Our decadent, amazing meal and conversation at LoFo, made more special by the attentions of one of my newest, but instantly close friends.
Capped with a wide-ranging conversation at a nearby watering hole with more friends. And a 68-year-old man from Brooklyn, spouting sloshy wisdom and dance moves.
Context, subtext, textual, textural. Food, life, talk, friendship. The ability to reach out past the boundaries we arbitrarily set up for ourselves, leading to moments of connection. It’s good.