Oh Brother!

Took Spork out to dinner at Orris, my new favorite restaurant. Good to just sit down and catch up, just us two. Spork is my little brother, and when I remember how I used to tickle him when he was four, kid him as a child, mostly leave him along during his thuggish years, and see him mature ... well, it's almost impossible to reconcile the boy with the man. He's smart, successful, fun and funny, laid back, and yet very passionate about some things. He's been a mystery to me most of his life. But now he's just a joy to be with. Eventhough the patrons at the Japanese deli down the street may be distressed since he bought out every single bottle of Pietro dressing off the shelf!