Ice cream, Bacon and Eavesdropping: A Little Something For Everyone

By Jennifer Savage, 1-05-08

Last week Eliza and I had a lunch of decadence. We went to a local pub because I was craving a cheeseburger. We found a quiet table and after strapping Eliza into a high chair I realized we had positioned ourselves right next to one of Missoula’s infamous writers.

I ordered bacon on my cheeseburger, vanilla ice cream for Eliza and sat back for an hour of eavesdropping about Missoula’s literati. I couldn’t have imagined a better way to spend an afternoon.