Today was a day I did a lot of nothing until it was time to get ready for the evening. If I didn't commit myself to attending the meetup, I would have preferred to stay home and not be on the roads. However, I was committed, and I got showered, dressed, and made up to look my casual best before going to dinner in White Plains.
This meetup was to try out Chazz Palminteri's White Plains restaurant. You might have heard of Chazz. He's the performer who is known for his play: A Bronx Tale. Although I didn't want to see the movie based on his play, I'm of a different mind now than I was when the story was first adapted for film. If Chazz does his one man how near me, I'll go and see it. But I digress....
As I left my home at 5:30, I found a lot of people doing stupid things on the road. And there were a couple of "Scheisskopfen" who, because of their own stupidity, could have caused me to get into an accident. Luckily, I was alert enough NOT to get into trouble, as I reached the restaurant safely and on time. And then I found our group.
Unlike other meetup groups I have attended, this group tends to have small gatherings of 6-8 people. This allows for the host (and all attending) to be able to chat with anyone else sitting at the table. I like this. And I was able to sit next to YGD from the Yonkers gaming meetup. Although I was at one end of the table, I was able to chat with everyone in my line of sight. (I was glad that the meetup host made this possible by keeping the group small.)
It took a while for a waiter to come and take our orders. If I have any complaint about this place, it will be about the service - I had to ask for my water glass to be refilled, and the wait staff left us a little too bit alone. (I'd have liked to get refills on my Iced Tea without having to flag down a waiter, as if I were hailing a NYC cab. But I digress again....) Fortunately, the quality of the food made up for the service, and I would go back here again, now that I know about it.
On the way out, YGD mentioned that she had parked at an on-street spot where the meter was broken. (Someone had jammed the wrong coin into the slot, preventing it from being used by another car.) TGD, in her ignorance parked there (thinking that spaces with broken meters are free, as they are where she lives), and found a ticket under her windshield wiper. OUCH! Before leaving her and her car, I took pictures of the broken meter and sent them to her so that she can fight the ticket. Do I think she'll be successful? No. But she'll have tool with which she can fight city hall.
As for me, I drove home for the evening and took care of things around the house....
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