Hank
Had lunch with my old photography boss yesterday.. Hit some new shi-shi Cuban / Puerto Rican / Tapas restaurant down in the U-City Loop.
Duck and pork meatball hoagie with melted Chiuaua Cheese and roasted peppers.
Great visit as always… She asked to look at some of the photography I’ve been doing for projects. She was gracious and constructive… I was, of course, neurotic.
Spent the afternoon with a client. I’m only now starting to learn the power of project scheduling. Now if i can fit that piece together with understanding retainers, work will become… well… less tense.
The guys struck again with their dime-store finds and gave me “Hank – the incredible growing monkey”. 
You’re supposed to put him in water and he grows to seven times his size. The process isn’t terribly pretty though – So far, since submerged in water, Hank looks to be suffering from a disfiguring illness.
Kirby blipped a message asking if I had ever heard of Myzithra… I said no of course and wondered how he got a urinary tract infection.
My assumptions were wrong.
Myzithra is a Greek cheese, sort of like a dry, powdery version of Feta. *And a great excuse for an impromptu dinner party.
He headed over after work, Mysithra in-hand. Cooked up a mess of pasta and mixed in the cheese, fresh basil, garlic, extra virgin olive oil and butter.
It was yummy as was the company.
After dinner socializing followed by a little uno and everyone was off and to bed before eleven.
Sorry – can’t blog – gotta go lick the cheese grater.
