Left at 11:00 to meet my new acquaintance, Valarie, at the Hill Street Cafe. She had suggested lunch at 11:30, which is way, way earlier than I like to have it, but I wanted to be agreeable, so said sure. Got there and she came shortly thereafter.
I shouldn't have worried, as I liked her a lot. She's a native California, although she and her husband lived in upstate New York when they first married. She has five children and several grandchildren; one daughter lives in Philly. She mentioned that she just turned 70, so she's closer to my children's age than mine, but I like having a range of friends, so that was fine. I was impressed (well, I'm from academia) when she mentioned that her husband graduated from Harvard, then was some kind of executive in some kind of business, I don't remember what.
Later, though, they had a more interesting life: They bought and ran a restaurant in San Luis Obispo; later still, she had a bakery, also in California, but I can't remember where. They support and are active in Habitat for Humanity--I told her about being there on Tuesday. They have a house and ranch of over a hundred acres up near the desert, which also has three smaller houses on it, with a caretaker.
After we ate, Valerie asked if I might want to got to Lynn's Consignment shop and see is they had any of the outdoor shelving I'm looking for. Sure, and we drove into midtown. I didn't find anything, though, but on the way there, we stopped at Valerie's house on Poli Street. That's an expensive area and the house is very fetching. Valerie then dropped me off and we agreed we'll do this again--nice to make a new friend.
Since we had met so early, it was only 1:00 when I got home, so I went over to Von's for chicken breast. I had come across a recipe for lemon garlic chicken and want to try it. Got some, made the recipe and it turned out well. These are very large, so I had only part of one for dinner and froze the other two. In the swing of things, I roughly chopped several pounds of onions, put them in the elixir I had used for the chicken, then roasted them in the oven. With some little gold potatoes, that made a yummy dinner.
Called Ellen and told her of Carolyn's Easter invitation for either Saturday or Sunda. Since El had invited Greg for Easter Sunday, we decided on Saturday. Called Carolyn and she said that was fine. I asked her what I could bring, but will decide that later.
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I forgot to post this from when Ellen and I went to Lowe's for my tomato plant. I asked the woman with her (I assume it's a her because of the little yellow sun dress the pup had on) if I could take a picture "to show my grandchildren." Somehow, I find this--animals in strollers--both pathetic and silly; why does a dog have to be transported like an infant? For that matter, why do people take their dogs to stores?
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