My son Colby and I were having lunch the other day at the restaurant in Barney’s (It’s way overpriced but the food is good and it’s fun for celebrity spotting. We saw Bruce Springsteen there years ago and introduced ourselves. He was charming and friendly. But I digress.) The woman sitting next to us admired my bracelets, so we started chatting, as FOF women are wont to do. Her name is Helen and she was visiting from Dublin. We talked about unemployment in Ireland (it’s bad), whether people there care about the oil spill (they do) and about her favorite countries in Europe (Spain and Italy rank high on Helen’s list of faves.)
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I absolutely look forward to seeing Helen’s work. Brava to her.