DINNER: Saturday, March 1, 2003

Tonight, we ate at Kona Jack's restaurant, down in Indianapolis. Kona Jack's is a 5-year winner of the Best Seafood in Indianapolis, and it's easy to see why. It's very fresh, and well-prepared. We enjoyed the restaurant which is decorated in the theme of the Big Island of Hawaai. Wendy and I shared an appetizer of Sashimi Ichiban — large slices of ruby-red tuna served with white sticky rice, tomatoes, wasabi paste, and pickled ginger. The slices were generous and barely seared on the outside.

We had soup — Wendy got seafood gumbo and I had New England Clam Chowder, then enjoyed our entrees. Wendy loved her Seafood Linguini with a cream sauce, and I had seared Ahi with rice and vegetables. It was a delicious night!

DINNER: Monday, March 3, 2003

As hard as this might be for some of you to believe, we didn't actually eat dinner tonight.

Wendy & I are the 'tech crew' for a local theatrical production of Shakespeare's HENRY V, and tonight was our first night of rehearsal. We had to quickly turn around and leave once Wendy got home from work. After making a bad choice at lunch today, my stomach didn't feel much like food, so we just skipped it.

Hrm. This is somewhat strange. In my quest to document my meals for a year, this is the first non-meal of the bunch. Let's hope it's not a trend.

Saintly behavior in our time.

These are difficult times for America. Our citizens are worried about the threat of war, spending their time looking over their shoulders nervously. Every now and then, even in times like these, someone does something that simply warms your heart and restores your faith in humanity. And, every so often, that someone is your very own brother.

My brother, Josh, who lives in San Francisco California, could be described as a free spirit, or his own man, or any of a number of other terms & phrases that denote an individual who is truly that — an individual — free from the constraints of modern social norms and expectations. A marcher to one’s own drummer, as it were.

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Josh prefers to stand on the fringes of society, looking in from an outside perspective, and venturing into and out of social situations only as his own motivations dictate, for reasons known only to him.

It must have been a cold California evening when Josh found himself outside his local Safeway food store. All his fellow shoppers were wearing an assortment of sweaters, jackets, hats, and long pants. The night air had a frosty tinge to it, feathering around his neck and chilling him slightly as he walked, briskly, into the brightly-lit grocery store.

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DINNER: Tuesday, March 4, 2003

Because of our involvement with HENRY V, we've got precious-little downtime, so there's really been no time (and even less energy) for cooking. Tonight, for example, Wendy didn't even come into the house between work and our leaving for the theater.

I'd stopped on the way home and picked up some Hummus and pita, some cookies, and some candy. We had a sort of peasant picnic in the booth of the theater.