L esson learned for next time: Don’t listen to your husband’s bright ideas. A school tea was not the place I was going to meet my new BFF. I stepped into the basement — which was the first problem really basements feel like basements no matter how beautiful they are.
The first thing I saw was rows and rows of sushi which got me excited because yay sushi. But when I got closer I saw it was only vegetable or cooked fish rolls. Really do they think women can’t handle raw fish? I took a few pieces on a plate and looked around. Where to sit?
There were only small round tables. Way too intimate for an intruder.
But wait was that a smile? That lady over there with the bob was she smiling at me? She looked like she was smiling at me — the eye contact seemed pretty direct. Did I know her? Was I supposed to know her? I’m terrible with faces and people look so different when they’re all dressed up. She lifted her hand in a wave and I approached.
