I'm going to spend the afternoon of Tuesday, Feb. 27, at Au Coquelet in downtown Berkeley. Assuming things are still set up there the way they used to be, there's a large back room as well as the front area by the registers, so if you decide to stop in and see me, check around back if you don't see me in the front. This will be my planned location from "after lunch" to "around dinner," with those two variables defined more firmly closer to the actual time.
I'm also hoping to have dinner with those who want it at Bodeguita del Medio in Palo Alto on Thursday, March 1. It's in downtown Palo Alto, but not the one downtown Palo Alto, the other one. They have at least one vegan entree, again to the best of my recollection, not living there now etc. Odds are excellent that
I'm still waiting for word from a few people, so I will still be arranging a few more lunches etc. in the time we're out there. I have mostly convinced myself that no one will be able to make it to either "open Mris" event and I will have a quiet several hours of writing and reading and drinking pleasant hot beverages by myself in the former case and a tasty time eating good Cuban food and drinking mojitos with people I like but see all the time in the latter. And that will be fine if it works out that way, but I would like to see some of you if you can make it. Significant others, kids, houseguests, etc. welcome.
I should have remembered how all this goes from when we used to visit the Cities when we lived out there, but the essential piece that went missing is that I had sort of figured that there were lots of people to see and places to go here because it's where we belong. And out there is very clearly not where we belong for more than a week or so at a time -- but that doesn't mean there aren't people I'd like to see out there, and places to go, and things to do.
I am having the damnedest time trying to convince my subconscious that