So much has been going on what with my Crock Pot and everything that I forgot to talk about dinner on Sunday night at Avant! What a wild dinner that was! See that picture up above? That is the restaurant in Avant where this dinner took place. We were sitting at that exact table where the people in the picture were sitting.
The dinner was so we could meet a friend of our dear friend Judi's named Arnold. He is from Toronto except he moved here. That is a long story and it involves Montreal and New York City and Vancouver and many other of the world's great cities, I forget which ones.
What I do remember is, right away Arnold and I got into a fight. It was about Mozart. Arnold said he thought Mozart died too late rather than too soon. That was within the first minute! I put a smile on my face and thought: Glass of Red Wine, Coming Right Up.
Then the talk turned to Wagner. Never good news! And Arnold stated his respect for Wagner's "great anti-Semitic literature." None of us knew what to say! Judi said, "I didn't know there was such a thing as great anti-Semitic literature."
Next, the whole table got into a big argument about the Statler ...
Buffalo Statler with Big Blue (big white then) visible on left.
... which, note to out-of-town Leonard Pennario fans, is a hot-button issue in Buffalo right now. It is this historic hotel that was auctioned off to a buyer who, it turned out, could not pay for it. Now it is in limbo and we are afraid it could be knocked down.
Arnold thought the Statler should go. Howard and I responded with, what in the world, you come in from Toronto and you tell us we should knock down our historic hotel! You are telling us our historic hotel is crap? Well, OK, we were a little more polite than that. But not much.
The ice was officially broken when I ended up apologizing for the Holocaust. Every once in a while at highly dramatic moments I wind up doing that. Because my family is German and even though we have been in Buffalo since 1860, I feel bad about everything, so I say something about it.
And another thing! I was put in the position of defending the Catholic Church. You know those social bans on talking about religion, politics, etc.? We violated all of them, boom, boom, boom.
That is a dinner to remember!
Back to my apologizing for the Holocaust. What strikes me as odd, now that I think about it, is that my apology is always accepted.
You would think someone would say: "Get out, Mary, number one you were not born yet and number two your family was in Buffalo."
But no one has ever said that!
Everyone accepts my apology. Which, I meant it to be accepted, so maybe I should not be surprised. But I am.
One thing nice about Arnold: He was familiar with Leonard Pennario.
A most excellent thing in a person.