Contemplative Jenn is keeping the dream alive
My belated birthday plans were rained on, thundered and lightninged on, too. No Vibes were Gathered, no festivities joined. Sigh. But not to be thwarted, I cooked up a suitable Plan B, which turned out to be so much more than a consolation prize. E and I feasted on falafel and stuffed grape leaves at Mamoun’s (a NH fixture) and then joined thirty-five others to fill Cafe Nine, the smallest (beatnik, punk) live music cafe ever to party with Christine Ohlman and Rebel Montez. We drank, bantered, laughed, and grooved, and found an excellent new hangout. Montez rocked, and Ms. Chrsitine mesmerized, in her sultry, kickass fashion. The night flowed smooth, and sweet, like honey. Sometimes, we get just what we need.
