Yesterday was a wonderful backyard dinner with Anand Mahadevan, featuring the sort of food you see photographed in those northern California magazines. You know the vibe—the weather is perfect, and everyone just seems content.
The setting: a Portuguese neighborhood, somewhere in the heart of Toronto. We argued the definition of a sandwich, and whether a dragon is endo or ecto-thermic. Yes, it was one of those evenings. Geekly awesome.
My long-submitted story “One Act” will be in the next edition of The Gettysburg Review. Publication date forthcoming.
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