I did a papermaking demo at
gothtique's store in honor of Salem's Art Festival celebrations today. There were some cute kids that came through to give papermaking a try, and I had fun.
After it was over,
sirjake495 met up with me in Salem to take me out for dinner for my birthday. (It's tomorrow ... I will be 48! Eeek!) I wasn't sure how adventurous an eater he was, so when he asked me where I wanted to go, I asked him if a vegetarian restaurant was OK. He grimaced, but he was very valiant and said it was OK. So I took him to my favorite vegetarian restaurant a few miles away. He ordered nachos and a half pizza, and I ordered soup and a half pizza. He ate all his nachos without complaining.
Then the pizzas came. He took a bite. "Sheesh, this isn't even hot!"
That was when I had to confess to him that I had taken him to a raw food restaurant, where nothing on the menu was cooked. They warm the pizza to 110 degrees before serving it, so it's warm, but he's right, it's not hot. I apologized for not telling him the whole truth up front, because I was afraid he would have vetoed the restaurant. He admitted he probably wouldn't have tried it if he had known, but he ate everything, so it must have been better than he had feared it would be!
Thanks for being a good sport,
sirjake495. I really enjoyed dinner and I appreciate how generous you are.