Friday, May 6, 2011

Small world

I've been trying to get a São Paulo Happy Hour group going for a while. I started one on Facebook back in January but it's been a slow-bloomer, and I migrated it to Google Groups a couple weeks ago, foreseeing deactivation of my Facebook account. (I have too little discipline, I decided, and needed to remove some of my too-easy time-wasters.) Just before I said tchau to Facebook, Suzann reached out. She found the group and, subsequently, my page which listed Crystal Lake as my hometown. She shot me an excited email--she is from neighboring Cary, Illinois. I was stunned because I haven't even met anyone from Chicago here in Brazil, let alone someone so close to my suburban roots. What's more, she informed, there are two other women here who grew up in Crystal Lake, and are roughly the same age.

Naturally we had to meet. Today, Megan hosted Patricia, Suzann, and I for a spectacular feast at her cute apartment on the uber-chic Oscar Freire. What a hostess! She had prepared quite a spread for us to nosh on; almond-stuffed apricots and walnut-stuffed-dates, smoked provolone, a cold asparagus soup, pear and gorgonzola salad, and panquecas de carne with tomato sauce. With wine, of course, and for dessert, Suzann made chocolate chip cookies (the real deal, ya'll) and Patricia brought gourmet brigadeiro. Oh, and there was entertainment! Megan's two-year-old sweet pea, Sophia, put on a little dance performance in the cutest little dress I've seen on a tot in years. So sweet!

After snapping this shot of the first course...


...I set my camera on the table in front of me, to document my new friends and the fine dining. But the conversation was so familiar, quick, and enjoyable that I realized, walking home four hours later, I had forgotten to take pictures! No problem, though, as I know there will be other times. In fact we have already set a date to go have facials!

Another small-world moment this week...

A couple years ago, I discovered this video on YouTube. In my book, it's right up there with "David After Dentist". Even better actually, because I can watch Strange Kid over and over, and I smile every time. As I noted on Facebook last year, I feel some sort of recognition with the boy, a sense of kindred spirit, when I watch it and it makes me feel happy. That kind of feel-good never goes out of style.

To say that I'm not alone in this would be a huge understatement. It seems this kid has rocketed to stardom. Check out this article, spotted in the Chicago Tribune yesterday. And funny enough, he lives a stone's throw from my Dad. I recognized the condominium from his Tribune interview video.

A comfortingly small world indeed.