Carla is one of the biggest Dodger fans I’ve met. She comes from a Dodger family who bleeds blue, Dodger blue. For Friday, she had an extra ticket and invited me with the caveat that I had to cheer for the Dodgers. I’m not a baseball fan perse, but I do enjoy watching the playoffs. The first pitch was to be thrown at 1:07pm (I don’t understand the :07), and we arrived at 11:00am to miss the traffic. Yeah, as you can imagine we missed the traffic. We enjoyed our sandwiches and walked around the ballpark waiting for the game to start.
One PM in October may sound like a pleasant day anywhere else and any other year in LA it would be perfect, but this year, “OMG! It was freaking hot!” Mind you two days prior I was running in the rain and turned on my heater, well a heat wave moved into the southland and it was a warm 93 degrees. Sitting in the bleachers it felt like 100 degrees. The game finally turned around in the 8th inning and the Dodgers walked away with a 2-1 victory tying up the series 1-1. Here’s hoping they take it all the way! Don’t Stop Believin’
After fighting the traffic home and washing the ballpark stench off, I enjoyed a wonderful dinner and conversation with Tommy. Presented with a list of restaurants, we decided on the Hungry Cat in Hollywood. The oysters were fresh and tasty. The menu was an eclectic mixture of tastes. The clams with chorizo piqued our curiosity, as did the mahi mahi with coconut rice. It was an exceptional dinner and I know I’m very lucky to have Tommy in my life, just the way he is.
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