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Jenny has been at Blue Q for 10 friggin’ years.

We’ve been celebrating some other 10 year annversaries this year – Mic, Deborah, Louise, Ken, John, Mike….some more elaborate (like a rendition of some Grateful Dead song in the dark with flashlights but that’s another story), some very simple.  We thought, Oh heck, let’s do a little fun office lunchy thing for Jenny.

So, to show our appreciation of service, Sergio Bencivenga’s mom made her famous meatballs (Oh my GOD kinda meatballs) and penne with homemade sauce, Handyman brought in his homemade vintage Chianti, Tracy brought in silver, Deborah graced the table with linens, Jess made an amazing antipasto salad (you get the idea).

But, then Jenny called in sick.

And honestly, she sounded like total crap when she called in this morning.

But, you know…the show must go on.  I mean, Mama Bencivenga cooked yesterday too.  For today.  I’m not Catholic but, you know.   Guilt.  So. 

This was our table.

Happy Anniversary

This is what we ate.
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This is Jenny.

jenny

This is what she ate.

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Happy Anniversary, Jenny.  There are leftovers for you (yes, the chocolate mice included).   The only thing not left over was stimulating conversation.

Two prodominating topics of discussion:

1. The Winter Olympics and how most of us think we could Curl in the Olympics (It’s like the one event we could all envision ourselves not being too far off physically from the requirements).

2. How full we all were.  Like coma-full.