House Dinner (or, THE House Dinner)

Yesterday was a good day.  We had greek, Pericope went well, we sang “My Song is Love Unknown” in Evening Prayer, and we had House Dinner.  House Dinner isn’t house meal.  We go out for House Dinner.  The tutors come too.  Families are welcome.  People dress nicely.  It was a nice time. 

 We all met up at 7:15 in the common room and then walked down together to Henry’s, which was this charming little restaurant on the River Cam.  I think there were about thirty people in all.  At dinner I had the opportunity to engage in conversation with Julie, John, Jenna and Preceptor.  I had the key west cooler, which was impressive looking and tasting.  And we had a massive quantity of appetizers at every table, so that was very welcome.  And my four cheese tortellini wasn’t half bad, either.  And that’s today’s food update. 

Afterwards we all walked back.  I was accompanied by Juliana and her mp3 player, so we blasted the tunes of my grade school/high school years (”Oops I did it again” and “Lifestyles of the Rich and Famous,” if you were wondering) and showed Cambridge our really cool hand/arm motions, not to mention are pretty awesome singing voices.  I don’t know if Cambridge appreciated it.

And then we got back to the house and had some tea and coffee and many wonderful deserts.  And we started what is supposedly the world’s hardest jigsaw puzzle.  And I was deliriously happy, I think.  Add Westfield House to the list of things I love, and put it near the top. 

 Here’s what I don’t love:  genitive absolutes.