I went to a Korean restaurant today with my friend Laureen. I have kind of lost touch with her recently for whatever reason so it was nice to be with her again. She used to be my best friend. Well what am I saying best friend. There probably isn’t such a thing anymore. At least not since middle school. She was the person that I always had the most fun with. Someone that I can laugh with. In this world there are people that you gel with and those you don’t. Laureen and I have always gelled. If I had the chance to sit next to her or someone else I would always choose her. We first met back in 1996 approximately. We were both on a beginner tennis team. There was something about her that intrigued me. I ran into her at the YMCA. I approached her and asked if she would be interested in hitting with me sometime. She looked at me and said ” you know. I am very busy”. Well ok I thought to myself. Down the line an opportunity opened up for me to go away with a couple of girls to tennis camp in Vermont. This was in the summer. We needed a fourth. So who did I ask. I thought she would be fun. I tend to be quiet. She is an outspoken, tends to get things done kind of person. I guess we compliment each other in that way. She said yes. We ended up going and I had one of the best times of my life. Four of us have been going away every year now since that time. We started out young woman in our thirties and now we are in our fifties. The fourth person tends to change around every now and then but three of us always go. One of the reasons we are not as close is the fact that I stopped playing tennis seriously about five years ago because of a torn rotator cuff. I don’t have the same opportunity to see her. She has other close friends that have closed the gap. I didn’t mean to talk so much about our relationship. It does mean a lot to me. She has changed in some ways. More money, a Mercedes and a plastic surgery. All that can change a person. Although I think she is the same down deep in there. I have trouble dealing with the exteriors so maybe that is my problem.
I suggested that we meet at the Vischer Ferry general store, a cute little place that opened up in an old historic building a few months ago. We drove there only to find out it was closed. She suggested we head down to exit 6 about 10 miles away to a tea place on route 7. We pulled in there to find it was also closed. I noticed a Korean restaurant in a strip mall on the way there so I suggested we try that. She had never had Korean food. I had it a couple of times and told her that the soup is good.
The place was open and was empty except for one table with two woman. A friendly waitress brought us menus, tea, that we decided tasted like popcorn and water. We both chose the spicy beef, vegetable and vermicelli noodle soup. The waitress warned us that it would be hot , but said she would tell the cook to make it mild. She brought out 3-4 small plates of different condiments like Kim chi. Very tasty but hot!
The soup was so delicious. It was red and filled with shredded beef, cabbage and mushrooms along with thin clear noodles. It was so hot my eyes and nose were running. I had to run to the bathroom to blow my nose. Laureen filled me in on the plans for oldest daughter’s wedding in June. Her son was doing better at his business but needed to lose weight. She herself was on her way to Florida in the morning for a week. I told her about my week off. The bone soup I made and my baking plans for later. I told her about Harry’s health scare that turned out fine and about Marty and his tour. We hugged goodbye with our little bags of carryout soup. She got into her Mercedes and I got into my Prius.
This was taken several years ago. Friends.