Young Bo' and I overlapped for three years at Bo' without a single conversation. And we've overlapped the past couple of years on many, many levels (last time we checked, it was four- but you don't want to know about the fourth). One of the greatest pleasures of all these overlaps is, in addition to being completely goofy with each other, I have had the chance to see her mature. No area is most evident in how she eats. I don't know what happened, but one day, she didn't eat eggplant and now she's one of my favorite dining companions in this city. Today, we went halfsies straight down the middle and had the perfect Saturday brunch: chicken tenders, shrimp salad, and sweet potato fries. There are few things I love better than eating with my hands, grazing, and halfsies. That, and being willing to re-watch Boston Med for someone, is the mark of a true partnership.
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