Tuesday, May 15, 2018
15/ Dining at Yale
As a widow, I've attended two of my husband's Yale class reunions as a guest. Classmates paid $400, still a bargain for four days of over-the-topnotch meals. The wine was amazing—ditto the lobsters—but the buffet display that elicited my joyous gasp early one morning was an enormous bowl mounded high with perfect raspberries.
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Perhaps I should pretend to the widow of a graduate...
ReplyDeleteI'll never tell . . .
DeleteI'm laughing at IB's comment. I love the way she thinks.
ReplyDeleteAlso, an enormous bowl of raspberries is my idea of heaven!
Sounds wonderful -- meals and raspberries.
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