kismet

last night was interesting, in that "isn't fate odd?" kind of way. we found ourselves at bar tabac shortly before sundown, where the windows and doors were flung wide to let in the beauty of the warm evening.we'd seated ourselves next to the front window and were swilling our drinks when the maitre'd walked up to us and informed us in the most regretful tone that in about an hour, we'd need to move, as they had a gipsy jazz guitar duo coming in, and our table was their performance space. far from being put out by this news, we cheerily moved tables and even decided to stay for dinner, so that we might see the show.

the music turned out to be wonderful, and our close proximity to the staging area allowed us to chat with the musicians between sets. at one point, dom asked if they had a mailing list, so that we might go see them again. one of the guitarists, a burly frenchman, then produced a card and said that if we sent him our email addresses, he'd add us to his mailing list. he also made sure to point out that, while the phone number and email were correct on the card, the address was not--he'd moved to park slope since having them printed.

"oh really? we live in the slope, too."
"ah! whereabouts?"
"___________________"
"really? i live on _________________. where on __________________ do you live?"
Posted by shivery at avril 20, 2004 10:22 AM