My high school life is divided into two parts - Senior year, and everything prior to Senior year. During Senior year I met (or became closer friends) with Enzo, Mark, and Dave, and we've remained pretty close throughout the years. Prior to Senior year I was friends with a whole different group of people, but the inevitable drift apart after high school started a little earlier.
Last year, Mark (from the pre-Senior group) got in contact with me and a couple of others about the possibility of getting together to catch up. Sounded like a good plan to me, so last year Mark came down from the Boston-area to meet me, Kit, and Dave (from the pre-Senior group). It turned out to be a really great evening of catching up and I was looking forward to doing it again this year.
Part of the problem of the "Last Minute Tour of New England" is that I couldn't give people my travel itinerary until, well, the last minute. That made out-of-town travel arrangements a challenge. Mark and Kit weren't a problem, but Dave already had plans to be away. We would love to get Henry here, but he lives in Seattle and the last-minute flights were over $900. (He likes us, but not that much!) Adam works for the State Department and is currently stationed in Zambia, so he pulled the old "I'm halfway around the world - I can't make it" excuse. Allen was in town, so he said he'd try to meet up. So, we arranged to meet at Lucky Lou's on Wednesday.
As Ellen and I arrived at Lucky Lou's, we met Kit and his wife Kristen. As we were being seated on the patio, I got a message from Allen that he would be unable to join us. Immediately thereafter I got a call from Mark that he was running about 15 minutes late. Our waitress came over and we decided to order beer and appetizers. I ordered a Shock Top. A couple minutes after the order was placed she returned to tell me that there was no Shock Top. Okay, I ordered a Guinness.
Mark showed up. No beer and appetizers yet. We had a nice conversation, but still no beer and appetizers. After about a half hour (and a reminder from us), our beers showed up. After we had finished those, the waitress came back and took our meal order. We reminded her that we were waiting on appetizers and she apologized, stating "the burgers take a while to cook". We had ordered nachos and bruschetta, so I don't know why the burgers were holding them up, but anyway...
The next time we saw the waitress, she was bringing us our entrees. When we expressed our surprise that the appetizers still hadn't shown up, she said that they would be out in about two minutes. We explained that, no, since the entrees were there there would be no need for appetizers anymore. I guess she missed the point of "appetizers".
The rest of the meal was uneventful - from a service perspective. We continued to have a nice conversation and it was great getting more caught up than we did previously. Kit and Kristen had to leave early last year, so it was nice getting caught up with him, and finding out a little more about her.
Eventually the waitress showed up again to see if we wanted any dessert. Yeah, like I have that kind of time! Actually, Kit suggested we go to Main Street Creamery, which Mark didn't know about. So we got the bill. Now, you're expecting me to say that we paid and went for ice cream. Hold your horses! Not that easy...not that night.
The bill arrived and right at the top was the Shock Top that I ordered but they didn't have. That led to some pretty close scrutiny, but everything else seemed in order. So Kit and I each pulled out a credit card, and Mark pulled out cash. The three of us sat there looking at each other. Three freakin' geniuses stymied by how to properly/equitably split the bill. After several minutes of mumbling about how should pay what and how, Kristen came to our rescue with a suggestion that Kit and I split the bill 50/50 on our cards, and Mark pay the tip. Relieved that someone figured it all out for us, we readily agreed, and we we headed off to Main St. Creamery for a delicious end to the evening.
Although we did agree that next year's get together should be a Village Pizza.
And, sadly, no pictures were taken.
Last year, Mark (from the pre-Senior group) got in contact with me and a couple of others about the possibility of getting together to catch up. Sounded like a good plan to me, so last year Mark came down from the Boston-area to meet me, Kit, and Dave (from the pre-Senior group). It turned out to be a really great evening of catching up and I was looking forward to doing it again this year.
Part of the problem of the "Last Minute Tour of New England" is that I couldn't give people my travel itinerary until, well, the last minute. That made out-of-town travel arrangements a challenge. Mark and Kit weren't a problem, but Dave already had plans to be away. We would love to get Henry here, but he lives in Seattle and the last-minute flights were over $900. (He likes us, but not that much!) Adam works for the State Department and is currently stationed in Zambia, so he pulled the old "I'm halfway around the world - I can't make it" excuse. Allen was in town, so he said he'd try to meet up. So, we arranged to meet at Lucky Lou's on Wednesday.
As Ellen and I arrived at Lucky Lou's, we met Kit and his wife Kristen. As we were being seated on the patio, I got a message from Allen that he would be unable to join us. Immediately thereafter I got a call from Mark that he was running about 15 minutes late. Our waitress came over and we decided to order beer and appetizers. I ordered a Shock Top. A couple minutes after the order was placed she returned to tell me that there was no Shock Top. Okay, I ordered a Guinness.
Mark showed up. No beer and appetizers yet. We had a nice conversation, but still no beer and appetizers. After about a half hour (and a reminder from us), our beers showed up. After we had finished those, the waitress came back and took our meal order. We reminded her that we were waiting on appetizers and she apologized, stating "the burgers take a while to cook". We had ordered nachos and bruschetta, so I don't know why the burgers were holding them up, but anyway...
The next time we saw the waitress, she was bringing us our entrees. When we expressed our surprise that the appetizers still hadn't shown up, she said that they would be out in about two minutes. We explained that, no, since the entrees were there there would be no need for appetizers anymore. I guess she missed the point of "appetizers".
The rest of the meal was uneventful - from a service perspective. We continued to have a nice conversation and it was great getting more caught up than we did previously. Kit and Kristen had to leave early last year, so it was nice getting caught up with him, and finding out a little more about her.
Eventually the waitress showed up again to see if we wanted any dessert. Yeah, like I have that kind of time! Actually, Kit suggested we go to Main Street Creamery, which Mark didn't know about. So we got the bill. Now, you're expecting me to say that we paid and went for ice cream. Hold your horses! Not that easy...not that night.
The bill arrived and right at the top was the Shock Top that I ordered but they didn't have. That led to some pretty close scrutiny, but everything else seemed in order. So Kit and I each pulled out a credit card, and Mark pulled out cash. The three of us sat there looking at each other. Three freakin' geniuses stymied by how to properly/equitably split the bill. After several minutes of mumbling about how should pay what and how, Kristen came to our rescue with a suggestion that Kit and I split the bill 50/50 on our cards, and Mark pay the tip. Relieved that someone figured it all out for us, we readily agreed, and we we headed off to Main St. Creamery for a delicious end to the evening.
Although we did agree that next year's get together should be a Village Pizza.
And, sadly, no pictures were taken.
