We’re not 20 anymore…
He said, as we jumped into the car before 7am to take Catgirl to school. We’d had a long evening in Los Angeles with new-to-me Belgian friends Hans and Lien. Dinner was at a popup restaurant, The Hart + the Hunter (by our favorite chefs from Wolf in Sheep’s Clothing) with drinks afterwards at The Dresden Room.
There’s something to be said for an evening filled with vigorous conversation, simple southern-style foods, and the hours flying by.
The next morning, however, one does have to get up and get the girl to school and get to work and…one does realize that it just isn’t as easy to roll into bed in the middle of the night and out of bed in the early morning as it used to be…
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