I took John (not his real name) to McCormick & Schmick's in Bellevue to sample some representative Northwest fare. Unfortunately, what we ended up sampling was the insane crowds that coalesce around Bellevue Square this time of year. One of the hostesses politely informed us that the wait for a party of two was somewhere around an hour and might she recommend Manzana as an alternate just down the street. "They have a much larger dining room," she explained.
I've waited for an hour or more to get a table before, and I've been turned away before, but I've never been told by the hostess of one restaurant that I might want to try another one nearby. In fact, in all of my restaurant experience it has been as if the restaurant I'm standing in is the only restaurant within ten thousand miles of my current location:
I'd actually been to Manzana before and thought it was pretty good. I figured that since John was under 21 we could swing three courses without blowing the $100 expense cap I'd been given. We walked into Manzana and were seated right away at a comfortable booth adjacent to the kitchen.Me: Hmmm... an hour wait? Can you recommend somewhere else we can go for (sushisteakfishetc)
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Host/Hostess:Hmmmm...... no. No, I can't think of anything. Sorry. So, what name shall I put down?
John seemed like a smart kid who, as expected, was still not entirely sure what he wanted to do with his life. I grilled him for information about the current state of the Computer Science program at Dartmouth (CS 5, 15, and 18 are still the first year staples of the program). They still have the fundamentals covered like data structures and algorithms, linear math, operating systems. They've fully separated from the Math department, too. No tears shed about that.
Though I went into this with the intent not to be the "old fart alum" who waxes poetic about Dartmouth of yesteryear and doles out sage advice about how to live a meaningful life, I did find myself sharing snippets of stories of what I've done since I graduated from college-- working at Apple, Amazon.com, Microsoft, starting my own company, spending a year trying to break into Hollywood, working in a restaurant kitchen, hanging out on the set of Sheena, living in OC, Bay Area, and Seattle, sailing the Med, travelling to Turkey and Cyprus, shaking hands with the dictator of a rogue nation...
At one point, John said, "Wow. You've really lived an interesting life." (or words to that effect).
To be honest, I wouldn't have characterized my life as particularly interesting. I mean, I wouldn't have called it boring but it's not like I've travelled the world, cured cancer, been a Hollywood mogul, or lived in Bora Bora. But John made me stop and think about it. As I did I started to feel pretty good about The Story So Far. I hope I keep it that way as I make my way through Life's Second Act.
We had a good time (I think) and I didn't bore him too much (I think). It was great for me to get a glimpse of how the old alma mater is doing (pretty well, it seems). I hope John got something out of it, too.
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