Passed on the way to dinner at Alimento (after parking) - a very tranquil and somehow very Victorian lighted window. One of those evenings when, after much teaching and committee work, you think that you can neither eat, nor drink, nor talk - and then the combination of a sub-balmy LA evening, and good company, jolts one back to normalcy.
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