Hohoho. After all the frustrations and nastiness of recent days, a wonderful, warm spark has been lit by the reliably delightful Charlaine Harris, who is in town for a book signing tomorrow at University Book Store, Seattle Washington.
OK, I’m a big ol’ fangrrl, but I adore Charlaine, so the opportunity to buy her dinner didn’t get past me. And we had lovely nosh–even if the waiter was slow and the chairs were a bit uncomfortable by the end of the meal–at Tulio in the lobby of the Hotel Vintage Park downtown (which was the site of one of Seattle’s weirdest unsolved mysteries, which certainly makes it an interesting place to house a mystery writer for the evening) and made fun of the pretensiously Italian menu with items like Braised Snake River Pork Loin–which we all read initially as “braised snake”–and “lavender sausage”–which we agreed was probably meant to be put in your lingerie drawer, not on your plate–not to mention the bazardino–which were were told was an “Italian sea bass–so it’s a very flakey white fish.” Well, duh… I know what a bass is, dude.
But in spite of the hilarity unwittingly offered to us by the menu, dinner was delicious–desert was extra delicious!–and we parted from Ms. Harris at the elevator doors with promises to show up at U-Books and stare at her from the back of the no-doubt overflowing room. Which I certainly hope it will be, since Charlaine is one of the biggest sweethearts in the business.
So if you’re in the Seattle area tomorrow night at 7 p.m. you should drop in at U-Books and see Charlaine in person. And be sure to ask, “what is the strangest question you’ve ever been asked,” because the answer made us snort our snake (err… pork loin.)