Dinner and the Crew
Meals are such an eye-opener whenever they are shared amongst the most relevant of characters in your life. However, the same characters can bring out the worst or best. It depends on the intrinsic magnitude of the deepest darkest eating habits you choose to leave hidden in the confines of your humble abode. That said, I was utterly entertained as I wined and dined with some of the special friends I have met while in this city.
When I thought that making fun of people I knew and cared about was my way of letting them know just how relevant they were to me, I was also enlightened to acknowledge that they too feel the same way. So the night in itself was full of superfluous pomp and vigor because it had been told to us weeks in advance that we should get ready for this celebration of friendship and brother/sisterhood. I believe we are all brothers and sisters in Christ and at the same time, we have all come from different backgrounds cultures and still took time to allow none of the mundane stuff to affect the budding relationships that as they were.
If there was a camera in this particular ritzy restaurant located in the affluent intersection of Preston and Park as it went down, the definite synopsis would have been that we were well dressed hooligans who didn’t realize that there should have been some decorum at the dinner table…I call it unadulterated fellowship. We let go of the superficiality that comes with dining in the midst of affluence to give thanks to the simplicity of friendship, the dichotomy of love and the honor that is reverenced in fellowship…Rib tickling anecdotes, and the highlight being simple renditions of movies and comedies…absolutely priceless.
These are the social forums I enjoy…good food, unsurpassed company and an assortment of memories. Thank you CREW!!!!
