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September 24, 2006
Chance encounters
At the grocery store, I bumped into Renee, the college kid who serves me coffee once or twice a day from a little stand near my office. She was buying kefir starter, which I always thought was used to grow a kind of yogurt. It turns out it's a cousin to yogurt, with much more active cultures. And if, like Renee, you're vegan, you can make kefir out of soy milk.
At the airport, I bumped into Andre, the editor who hired me at The Daily News and who was a really great boss. I miss working with him. He was picking up his wife, who was on the same flight as Rian last night. Rian's asleep in the other room. Andre and family are probably at church in Longview right now.
At the jazz jam, Ben and I bumped into James, a guy who works in Ben's office, though they hadn't really talked much before. James lives in the North Portland neighborhood where we've been twice now to hear live music. He was with his wife. Proper Eats, the vegetarian cafe that opens its doors to jazz fans, is also a small grocery store and a bar. We all sat together, nibbled muffins, listened and talked. This place has bright rough paint on the walls, haphazardly arranged tables and chairs, amateur art at odd angles and dreadlocked hippies minding the till. It brings back memories of Bob's Underground, a college hangout.
Posted by Courtney_Sherwood at September 24, 2006 09:09 AM
Comments
everytime anyone bumps into your littlest brother, it's a chance encounter.
sorry i'm such a dork...
Posted by: laura at September 28, 2006 05:01 PM
Shouldn't that be "a Chance encounter"?
Posted by: Another dork :) at September 29, 2006 02:37 PM