Funnily enough, the No Name Restaurant was where L'Ignota and I had supper, Saturday night at Boskone.

Eric and I did the same! We saw all sorts of people we recognized, but not the two of you; probably we didn't overlap in time.

Also, we had a nutty waiter who clapped us on the back and tried to gaze soulfully into our eyes, in a manner somewhere between creepy and cartoonishly funny.

Awww, I think.