I managed four shots last night before Bradley arrived, and only one of those is worth keeping. Once Bradley got here, I lost track of the camera, and instead we had a lovely evening catching up outside on the balcony over dinner. No Conrad - he's in Honolulu - but I wish he were here because he utterly delights in Bradley's good company as well.
In any case, I made the most of it. I stole a page from CG and made some pork earlier in the day. A tenderloin, roasted earlier so I could cool down the kitchen. I reheated it gently and served it with a very simple salad (almost the end of our delicious lime-infused olive oil from New Zealand) and a room-temperature relish of charred tomato, red onion, and mint. We started with some cheese and smoked salmon and caper berries, and finished with walnut cake and a but more cheese. A bottle of Conundrum saw us through the second half of dinner, but it was Champagne to start with. Not the priciest Champagne out there, but real stuff. And it was ever so satisfying.
Yesterday, you see, was reason to celebrate. I don't talk about work on my blog, but I'll let this one slip through: yesterday - with the start of the new academic year at my university - was my first day as a tenured faculty member. I made it through the six-year track, and I deserved a celebration. A celebration it was, and I'm glad that, in lieu of Conrad, I was able to use it as a good occasion to catch up with a friend.
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