Last night Vicki and I watched an HBO program about
children, age 9-11, who were accomplished musicians. It was excellent. There
were fiddlers, piano players, cello players, and others. It was fun to see how
good these young people were and how much they were enjoying themselves. The
program was only thirty minutes, and I was hoping that it went on longer.
I received an email today from my friend George Arguin, who
lives in Mattapoisett, Mass. His email brought back memories of kitchen visits
in the late 60’s. Several friends and I rented a large house in Newton. On a
Saturday night we would often go to one restaurant or another in Boston with
our dates. If the meal was good, we would walk into the kitchen and
congratulate the cooks and their staff. The people in the kitchen loved it, but
the front people went crazy. In more recent times we ask the chef out to our
table, and frequently he comes out.

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