Angela Voras-Hills, myself, Rebecca Hazelton, and Chloe Benjamin. Post honey-caps and duck fat fries.

We toasted Chloe hitting 300 pages on her novel. Angela and Matthew talked about visiting me and C. in Milwaukee (& hitting up The Noble for maple old fashioneds and Comet Cafe for seitan pulled pork sandwiches, so good they made Angela cry). We all made vague State Fair plans. And Becky rocked her red-and-braided hair. Though I did miss Jacques and Nancy and Casey terribly, it was a wonderful night.