
Susan aka Heidi
When Susan visited the city, we had a beautiful dinner at Cafe Revo just up the street a few blocks. I've been waiting for a chance to sample this restaurant. The food was
delicious and they managed to make a little butter and olive oil look like a work of art. 


Then on to Benaroya for some swing jazz music with the Glen Miller orchestra. Yes - that Glen Miller. When Glen Miller went down in the plane all those years ago, his civilian orchestra continued to play. So Susan and I listened to the greatest music of the greatest generation sounding as fabulous as ever. There was a sea of gray heads from that era sitting in the audience. There was a smattering of all ages though and the swing goes on hopefully for many years.
3 comments:
Sounds like a great day! One thing I love is a goat. I wrote part of a novel with a goat as a main character.
I would read any novel you wrote but especially now that I know the main character is a goat.
I am sure glad that you are still here and triumphed over technological disaster.
Post a Comment