Hey, guess who I had dinner with last night? That’s right. Writer-Co-Exec. Producer Alan McCullough! How the hell did you know – ? Oh, you read the title of this blog entry. Right. Anyway, guess where we went? Uh, right again. Yes, Boneta Restaurant in Gastown where we enjoyed a terrific meal, great conversation, and the almost-company of a dozen mini-skirted lovelies celebrating a birthday party at a neighboring table.
I’ve been battling the onset of a cold and figured some ginger would help soothe my raspy throat, so I ordered the Mr. Samuels, a tasty cocktail comprised of Makers Mark bourbon, maple & blueberry, ginger beer, and fresh citrus. And, oh yeah, a cube of candied ginger. For my throat. After my second drink, I was feeling MUCH better.
We caught each other up on our respective productions, discussed future travel plans (Heads up, Shirt ‘n ‘Tie! Alan is going to the Emerald Isle – which is cool, though not as cool as the Emerald City which is where I initially thought he was headed), and lamented the fact that Tyson’s idiot move cost came back to haunt Boston Rob on Survivor: Heroes vs. Villains. Then, we ordered –
The ever-gregarious Neil Ingram swung by the table to say hi and offer a wine recommendation. Neil’s online bio states that, in his younger more impetuous days, “he ran with a fast crowd”. Hey, it’s no surprising then that this former actor still hangs with one Paul McGillion. And, speaking of actors, Alan – who watches a lot more t.v. than I do – recognized a Fringe cast-member enjoying dinner at a cosy corner table.
Alan and I split a side dish of house made gnocchi with brown butter sauce, fried sage & capers, and parmesan. Like it but didn’t love it. I think they used to do a similar dish that incorporated meyer lemon that I much preferred. Or, I could’ve dreamt it. Not sure. I distinctly remember sharing an order with Goku from Dragonball before our dinner was interrupted by an attack from Super Android 17.
Highly recommended if you happen to be in town (say, for a sci fi convention). And, if you do drop by, make sure to check out those cocktails!
Speaking of food, I also caught up with my former culinary wingman, Martin “Golden Boy” Gero today. He was in Toronto heading back to New York where he is working on the second season of HBO’s Bored To Death. He’s been keeping busy, jetting from the Big Apple to Hollywood, and I predict it’s only a matter of time before he breaks out BIG TIME, experiences enormous success and, more importantly, gets that condo in Manhattan I can stay at while he’s out of town. Anyway, remember the cross-country road trip I was thinking about doing? Well, it looks like I’ve found someone to chip in for gas money. Turns out Marty G. has been thinking about doing something similar for some time. Now it’s just a matter of finding a way to ensure our schedules line up. With production on SGU’s second season not set to wrap until late November, my annual Tokyo trip is already in peril.
Which reminds me. Finish up Christopher Barzak’s The Love We Share Without Knowing because discussion starts tomorrow!