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In which Allison acts like a grownup and completes a new task
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glowwormtu invited me to a whine tasting at a new foodie shop that opened around the corner. We spent much of our time discussing how grown up it felt -- and really I need to stop doing that. Presumably when you stop discussing how grown up something is, it becomes actually grown up. Anyway, I greatly enjoyed both of the whites. I tried the first red -- didn't enjoy it, but I never enjoy reds -- and decided not to put myself through the last two. I ended up purchasing a small bottle of Nut Chocolate (which from now on will be called Not Chocolate because that is what everyone thought the bottle said) liquor. I may have to go back latter for the second bottle of wine.
Afterward, our little group of four people went for dinner at Crepe Nanou. I'm so excited to have people who will eat mussels with me. Since I was three, and asking waitresses who didn't believe me for plates of mussels they've been one of my favorite foods, but I always seem to associate with the non-seafood eaters. Boo. It turns out that a shared plate of mussels and an individual bowl of french onion soup for everyone is a pretty much perfect meal.
I also had to write my first crew reviews yesterday at work which was weird. I feel like my personal starting point for any review is this person furfill their job description and here are some problems which probably makes everyone seem worse than they actually are. I feel bad about that. Really archaeology is a hard thing to excel at. There are people who dig faster than others, but if you dig too fast I assume you are not screening or digging your holes fully -- mostly because every time I've been able to check on a speed demon that has been the case. Otherwise, the way to excel is pretty much willingness to take on responsibility, which I'm hesitant to use as a be all marker, since it makes many people look bad when they are just shy. The people like me who would welcome the chance to help out more, but who would never directly ask.
glowwormtu invited me to a whine tasting at a new foodie shop that opened around the corner. We spent much of our time discussing how grown up it felt -- and really I need to stop doing that. Presumably when you stop discussing how grown up something is, it becomes actually grown up. Anyway, I greatly enjoyed both of the whites. I tried the first red -- didn't enjoy it, but I never enjoy reds -- and decided not to put myself through the last two. I ended up purchasing a small bottle of Nut Chocolate (which from now on will be called Not Chocolate because that is what everyone thought the bottle said) liquor. I may have to go back latter for the second bottle of wine. Afterward, our little group of four people went for dinner at Crepe Nanou. I'm so excited to have people who will eat mussels with me. Since I was three, and asking waitresses who didn't believe me for plates of mussels they've been one of my favorite foods, but I always seem to associate with the non-seafood eaters. Boo. It turns out that a shared plate of mussels and an individual bowl of french onion soup for everyone is a pretty much perfect meal.
I also had to write my first crew reviews yesterday at work which was weird. I feel like my personal starting point for any review is this person furfill their job description and here are some problems which probably makes everyone seem worse than they actually are. I feel bad about that. Really archaeology is a hard thing to excel at. There are people who dig faster than others, but if you dig too fast I assume you are not screening or digging your holes fully -- mostly because every time I've been able to check on a speed demon that has been the case. Otherwise, the way to excel is pretty much willingness to take on responsibility, which I'm hesitant to use as a be all marker, since it makes many people look bad when they are just shy. The people like me who would welcome the chance to help out more, but who would never directly ask.