Rob's "Yay, I graduated" dinner




My "date" and I, James, took our second trip this fall up the NJ Turnpike to help congratulate our old college-roommate, Rob, on his MBA degree-receiving. Well, there was a congratulatory dinner, and we knew there would be drinking involved. So, to Long Island we headed to begin the festivities.

Some pictures and comments from the night. Note the abundant use of the word "fancy."

It began like this. We gathered in Garden City, Long Island at the fancy Garden City Hotel for drinks, dinner and more drinks. And some hand-clapping. Always the hand-clapping when someone is being congratulated.





This was the first of two martinis. To follow this, I went with the merlot. Twice.



Nothing really funny about this. It's just that they had tiny bowls with tiny spoons to serve yourself salt and pepper. I wanted to eat salt like fancy people from the little spoon itself.



Rob's brother Michael. We talked football and he gave me his dessert.



James and I split Michael's dessert and ate our own. One and a half deserts of a chocolate-igloo-looking thing with puddles of more chocolate hit the the post all-beef dinner nicely.



The ceiling in the fancy restaurant. I thought it looked like the inside of a coffin lid.

Others thought it was just "fancy."



Us. Myself, James and Rob.



So, the night ended at an old-people bar somewhere James took me to. My bearings of Long Island aren't so good. I've managed to break down where I was at any point on the Island to "in the car" and "not in the car." Other than that I'm "somewhere on Long Island." This just happened to be "another bar on Long Island."

Note Rob has had a wee too many.

So we left the bar, slept our bodies free of the booze, had brunch with James' mom, Mary Ellen, and Rob's mother, Pam. James and I then "left Long Island" via some roads James knows a lot better than I.

Special thanks to those who fed and put me up for the night.

Fancy, that.


Posted: Tue - December 14, 2004 at 12:10 AM        

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