wherever I go, I shall have rice, garlic and a knife

[cris]

Decades on from now, back when we first met, when we were young, unburdened, and looking for the lives that we wanted to live, arcanus and I would host these sprawling, crowded house parties. Back then, the booze would empty before the laughter stopped, and when we realized that we had run out of things to serve people but didn't want them to go home

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[arcanus]

You know, I'm still meeting people who either heard about our parties or were there and somehow didn't meet some or all of the hosts.

I have to say that I've been paying the piper the last few years. I've had more friends and bands stay at my place than I've crashed outside of Boston. There's been a lot of drinking, late night cooking, and early morning cooking. So much fun to host.

It's great to see that whatever changes we've made in our lives the last 15 years, good company, good conversation, and good food/drink have only gotten better. :)

[cris]

One of my favorite memories from this past month is of misadventures in car towing, then having midnight scotch and cake, ending with a drive back into Cambridge as midnight cyclists returning from the Marathon ride rode past us on their way home. I like that we still have these moments.

[silentq]

Heh, Sunday was a day for garlic fried rice and eggs - I made it it without cheese though since I didn't feel like shredding the block I had on hand. :-)

[cris]

I think the one thing I love more than the occasional request for Shelter Breakfast is having people tell me that they've embraced the "garlic fried rice for breakfast" gospel and just make it on their own after a memorable evening.

So simple and so good.

[panzerkunst]

*wipes tears from eyes* even though I never ate said eggs.

[atalanta]

Cheesy eggs nostalgia activated.