Over the past few years, Julie and I have perfected the art of the girlie lunch. We meet up once every two or three weeks, sort of alternating between Rosa’s and Hickory Street Cafe and Tuscany’s. If it’s the first, I always get chips and queso and Julie usually gets sopapillas, to share. If it’s the second, one or both of us will order zucchini bread, and usually raspberry tea. And if it’s the latter, as it was today, at least one of us will order the grilled cheese on seasoned sourdough, and a cup of soup (their spicy potato, creamy with a kick, is my favorite).
At all three places, there’s lots of laughter, and talk about books and clothes and scarves (we are girls), and teaching and grad school and future plans. We share stories and joys and daily travails, and we laugh, and we always part with a hug and a promise to do it again soon.
(I can’t believe we weren’t really friends in undergrad, though we knew each other slightly. However, we are definitely making up for lost time now.)
cakes, tea and dreams 
Our lunches are wonderful — and too short! It’s always good to talk and laugh with you.
And when gorgeous felted slippers are thrown into the mix, it’s even better! š
Have we seen these famous felted slippers yet? I need a visual! And talk of lunches like that makes me wish I lived in a city! Stop it! š
Felted slippers? Do tell.
Oooh! I love that fancy new header picture.
Also, I love girlie lunches. Let’s eat small delicate things! Let’s drink fruity tea! Let’s linger!
They’re the best.
I need, I need, I NEEEEEEEED that chips and queso. Another thing I suppose you can’t mail me. Please keep enjoying it for me!
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