Ladies Who Lunch

I just got home from a two and a half hour lunch with my oldest, most precious friend Francesca. We shopped for a tiny bit at Nicastros, buying little bitty Italian things - blackcurrent mustard, strawberry and cheese perogies, little cakes for Christmas morning, before eating and eating and laughing, drinking wine and talking. It was so wonderfully memorable.. you know that feeling, of creating a memory? I'll know forever that we both had duck confit salad, and shared pasta, and laughed over our ridiculous waiter, talked like old ladies, laughed until we almost cried pretending to be jewish.. She is so beautiful, and funny! I love who she's become.. we figured out today that it's been at least 15 years since we both lived in the same place, and almost as many since we've seen each other. But despite that, the years, the life time.. we know that we'll always be the best of friends.. We'll always laugh, give each other advice, love, and a shoulder. And eat duck while pretending to be Jewish Grandmas.