When we got to there, I saw a familiar face sitting by the window. Could it be ?? I thought no, it can't be. When we got inside, Olive insisted on sitting at the table that's good for 6 people. That raised my eyebrow. Sister's acting strange. But I brushed it aside and sat down anyway. After a few minutes, Olive asked me if I knew the people behind me. I gave them a glance and said no. Olive insisted that I looked again. I did. They were looking at me, too, smiling.
I know that smile! Oh, crap! What's his name? It's definitely not Ed, he's in Canada. So, where did I meet this guy? Oh, crap! Oh, crap! oh, crap! Why isn't my brain functioning? When my chemo brain finally jump started, I realised it IS Ed. Undeniably in the flesh! Waaahhh! Hahahaha! Funny. Minus the glasses, plus a few pounds, it took me a full minute to recognize him! Serves you right, Ed! Hmp! *LOL* His lovely wife, Mel, is with him. No wonder they looked familiar. Haha! and another ha!
We had dinner, and I was talking almost non-stop, but I let Ed and Mel put in a word or two once in while

Cafe Adriatico will always be a place with fond memories for me. This is where I go to meet up with friends, hang out, catch up.
I told Ed: it's a good thing that Jojo isn't here to leak out the surprise (hi, Jo! Remember my birthday "surprise" a few years back?)

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