November 10, 2019-
The past three days have featured a wondrous series of memorable events, here in Home Base. The first of these will long stay with me: The wedding of one of my best friends’ youngest daughter. I have already paid homage to this wonderful young lady, who will continue to show the world just how much can be accomplished by knowing that one is able to achieve, and that one has the unconditional support of one parent, who is, in turn, greatly loved by family and friends. L has been very dear to my own heart, for several years now, and will remain so.
Saturday evening, I headed over to a planning meeting of Slow Food Prescott, that was to be preceded by a vegetarian potluck. It turned out, I was told the wrong time of the event’s beginning, so as I entered, the planning was in mid-session and there was enough food for one other late-comer and me. We got the gist of the planning, and enjoyed a pleasing meal.
Today, before setting out for a few days in southern California, I attended a memorial service for a restaurateur who had established, and built up, three restaurants here in Prescott, as well as two pizzerias in the Palm Springs area. His widow, child and successors in business were all in attendance. Many had delightful stories, and though I never met him in life, I feel like I know his goodness, based on my satisfying experiences in his restaurants here in Prescott. The name “Bill’s” in front of an eatery’s name has come to signify quality. I promised to stop by at least one of his namesake pizzerias, on my way back from the coast.
Thus, a busy and very crucial sets of events set the tone for my mini-break in “SoCal”.
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