This is Bossy’s friend Martha answering history’s call. Or, you know, sipping champagne.
Last night, Bossy had the opportunity to dine in a four-star restaurant, where opportunity equals eating peanut butter with butter sandwiches for the rest of her life while she recoups her money. The occasion was a birthday, and that birthday belonged to Bossy’s friend Franz who had assembled various writers for the exclusive one-seating-per-night meal….
This bottle of champagne. It was an anniversary gift from Bossy’s friend Jim, who was the Best Man at Bossy’s wedding — and did Bossy ever tell you the story of how the Best Man at her wedding, this Jim, the guy who was the guitar player in Bossy’s husband’s band in the eighties —…