I managed to get out only 10 minutes later than I wanted to, last night. And it really was only a stone's throw to the Firehouse.

ph8 found me all right. We started with a Chocolate Fireman cocktail. Potentially, this undoes any good work done by being healthy earlier in the week .. but it was very, very, very tasty and very, very, very chocolatey. And I have all of the rest of this week and next to be healthy again. (I even brought just roasted vegetables for lunch today!)

Then we had dinner - risotto for ph8 and t-bone steak for me. We talked a good bit, about boys, about cats, about books, about work ... I very much enjoyed it.

It was raining when we left. We were greeted by some guys on the street (I think they looked like road workers or couriers ... I can't remember, but I think they had orange fluoro vests on). We parted ways at the train station.

It was a good night!