Lucky us. Anthony Citrano detoured into the Bethesda Jaleo on his way south and then west to LA.
He had never met Monique even though we three all attend Renaissance Weekend.
So, two beautiful minds and I broke bread, laughed, sipped sangria, supped on Spanish tapas, and got to know each other.
For the first time in one case and got to know each other better in the other.
And I got to finally meet Anthony’s pretty pretty Audi S4 rocketship.
The valet was moved by the car when he drove up, nary a comment when he rolled up in my sexy “dad sedan.”
I see collaboration in the future.
We three are surely birds of a feather.
What a great diversion.
