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island adventure
Jan. 18th, 2004 02:21 pmyesterday was C's unbirthday saturday. we had a languid snuggly morning after the late night of opera and my fight with the Consumer Reports website. (i've paid the damn subscription fee for years now, and when i try to read any members only articles i can log on, but it asks me by name to subscribe and then won't show me any info. i spent more than an hour trying to work around it and then sent a really angry email. it would have been much easier to go to the library- and it's free) we rolled out of bed and packed up for his chosen destination - Bainbridge Island. ( the day, and then we went to Panos Kleftiko )
the food was excellent, as always, and Max was in fine form. i know there's someone else who waits tables, but we've never had anyone but him. we were at the table up against the wine counter, and Panos comes out to help light a saganaki and asks C to make sure his hair is out of the way. C flips it over to the front of his left shoulder. the flames are huge, but if goes off without a hitch and the man is back to the kitchen. a moment later, C leans toward our table to reach for something and his hair drifts over the oil lamp on the table and catches on fire. i shout, he whips his head around, and it goes out. somebody in the restaurant says "Opa!" we all laugh, and open the door to clear the air. Max and Panos check on C, who is shaky, but fine, and we blow out the lamp.
after baklava, we drifted back home and i examined the damage. removing the fried bits took C's hair back to his shoulders. it looks pretty good, and he's starting to warm up to it as of this morning. fortunately, there's still enough weight that it isn't in afro mode.
nobody local carries the speakers that we picked from Consumer Reports, but i was able to order them direct from the factory, no shipping fees, open box with full warranty for $89 instead of $150. *does a little dance*
the food was excellent, as always, and Max was in fine form. i know there's someone else who waits tables, but we've never had anyone but him. we were at the table up against the wine counter, and Panos comes out to help light a saganaki and asks C to make sure his hair is out of the way. C flips it over to the front of his left shoulder. the flames are huge, but if goes off without a hitch and the man is back to the kitchen. a moment later, C leans toward our table to reach for something and his hair drifts over the oil lamp on the table and catches on fire. i shout, he whips his head around, and it goes out. somebody in the restaurant says "Opa!" we all laugh, and open the door to clear the air. Max and Panos check on C, who is shaky, but fine, and we blow out the lamp.
after baklava, we drifted back home and i examined the damage. removing the fried bits took C's hair back to his shoulders. it looks pretty good, and he's starting to warm up to it as of this morning. fortunately, there's still enough weight that it isn't in afro mode.
nobody local carries the speakers that we picked from Consumer Reports, but i was able to order them direct from the factory, no shipping fees, open box with full warranty for $89 instead of $150. *does a little dance*
