I had my first taste of Wagyu beef yesterday at the Luna Cafe. It was OK, but I didn’t do a double-back flip over it. We were invited there as a pre-gathering before going to a meeting of the Fine Arts Club. Their theme yesterday had to do with the 1920s, Charleston-dancing, The Great Gatsby, prohibition, and all that. The picture shows Mary, Michael Miller, Denice Wieser, and me after the program concluded. Fun time!
Thursday, August 28, 2025
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