Food, wine, and friendship

Had dinner last night at one of my favorite places with one of my favorite people: on the front porch at Rice (the original Roswell location) with Holly. I had a wonderful panang with pork … we shared a bottle of a good Spanish white wine … we laughed and cried … we talked about deep topics and silly things. I love nothing more than going out to lunch or dinner with a friend; it’s a great way to connect and relax. I’ve been under a lot of stress and had a bit of the blues lately, and I left Holly feeling better than I have in weeks. ----------------------

Holly’s shadow — I love this photo!

Holly is one of my dearest friends in the world. She doesn’t allow me to use the tagline “one of my oldest friends” … so I’ll just say that we’ve been friends since the fourth grade. Holly’s married to another of my favorite people — Randy — the coolest, wildest boy in the seventh grade. Who would have guessed that he’d turn out to be the best husband in our graduating class?

Holly, me and Randy at Vinocity on my birthday.
Doesn't the scarf looks good?

I’m very lucky to still be close to the friends I grew up with, and I value our times together. Thanks for a great evening, Holly! Next time, I’ll come up to the lake.

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