The idea that two of my favorite Ohioans, The Polish Princess and Mad Hungarian, have already come and gone -- plus a week -- stuns me! I also cannot believe that Amy and I haven't seen each other in person for two long years of weekly phone dates. Plus, now the Heir is in the picture (literally -- see below) so I can't help but feel like a third party was hanging out as well for our Northeastern weekend.
We had a great visit -- lots of beer for "the Marks," wine for Blogorelli, and spritzers for the PP. Took PP and MH to all our favorite local haunts, and even a not-so-local one -- Salem. There's something about seeing truly "ode" friends that makes a gal remember the now-distant days when she was table dancing to the Go-Gos in Cincinnati like yesterday. Le sigh.
A grey day near the sea in Salem -- but I love our Spring-y citrus bursts of color (purse and scarf.)
Me: Sorry that I bitched at you about parking.
Murf: It's ok, just don't push me into the harbor...Harpy.
We learned this gesture from Asian tourists in Europe eight years ago...and have yet to let it go. Aaargh!
Eastern European triumvirate, brunch version
Bump! Buuuuuump! B U M P !!!!!!