Eep, thunder and lightning. Just like last night. Sonal and I met up in Bethesda for dinner yesterday at La Madeleine, where I had my usual: petite caesar salad, cup of tomato basil soup, and quiche lorraine. Yum. Afterwards, we continued up Old Georgetown to Olsson’s, where I picked up an Arthur Conan Doyle anthology, The Adventures and Memoirs of Sherlock Holmes; and finally getting to Proust, Swann’s Way, the first volume of Remembrance of Things Past, though there is a new translation I want to check out as well.
Olsson’s was closing, and we decided to brave the elements and walk the few blocks to Barnes & Noble. Bad timing. The storm hit us hard, and we arrived soaking wet. But once we got settled in the upstairs cafe, perusing a stack of magazines over a white chocolate mocha and a cinnamon scone made up for it.
TV notes: always on the W&G star watch, I see that tonight Megan Mullally will be on Primetime Glick, along with Elijah Wood. But it airs against The Amazing Race, which trumps it, I’m afraid. Oh, well. What I’ve come to love about cable: everything repeats. I’ll just catch this episode of Glick on Saturday.
Update: Okay, I’ve been sitting here at work, waiting out the latest bout of rain. It’s easing up. I’m making a break for it.