Last night was great fun after a wretched flight to SF. Well over two hours late, which meant a fair amount of schedule-shuffling before I could get to the hotel and get ready to see Lena. Fortunately, a night of hanging and a careful job packing meant that one of my nice outfits was in good enough shape to wear. I got ready and headed over to St. Michael’s Alley, a great little restaurant in Palo Alto.
When I googled the address, I realized that St. Michael’s had moved - it was now in a…
posted on Monday, 26/10/2009, 00:10
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