It was beautiful night. The city was at its sparkling midwinter best.
State Street near the Argo
Attendance numbered six, a startling 300% increase from the first meeting two weeks ago.
The knitters were made to feel very welcome by the café staff, and aside from an unfortunate encounter with hibiscus tea (Aidan is probably still trying to get the taste out of his mouth) were much pleased with the venue.
The jolly pre-theatre crowd waiting to see Wicked in the theater next door did much to add to the liveliness of the atmosphere. (Note to the Asian couple in matching red scarves: Get a room.)
The gathering discussed many topics of world import including:
- Rachel Ray, America's most famous lousy tipper,
- the proper technique for measuring sock heels,
- the latest issue of Vogue Knitting,
- the formation of Team Wales in the Knitting Olympics (more on that next post)
- the length of my camera lens, and
Jim (a fabulous knitter simply brimming with good advice)
Aidan (organizer, knitter, raconteur, mensch)
Jonathan (knitting a gorgeous sweater vest by that Scottish lady)
Michael (making a lovely sock while still managing to be enormously helpful to others)
Andy (ripping back a 20-year-old UFO that is now becoming a really nice scarf)