My word. There were twenty of us, all told. It was very much as if a giant flock of gannets, or perhaps a swarm of locusts, had decended onto the Casa del Mom of Og.

We ate like it, anyway.

There was so goddamned much food i had no idea where it came from. People I didn’t even know were bringing in dishes. Twenty of us ate at banquettes in a 12 x 14 living room, WITH the sofa, loveseat, and chairs.

Afterwards, we ate candy and picked polystyrene grass from our teeth.

Partner and I took long pulls on a big bottle of cockburns ruby port. And now I feel as if I should be dragged back into the water so I can join the rest of the pod.