it's hard to run away from food, no matter what the occasion or venue. i guess that's inherent, since .a. people have to eat and .b. people have to meet. hence the {insert adjective} memories of christmas and thanksgiving and birthday dinners. but if meeting is a must, then let there be food, and what better way to say "hello" to a new face on this earth than with mini butter croissants, bacon-wrapped almonds in dates, and oh! OH! chocolate-dipped strawberries on a silver platter? the theme for the day's baby shower was, of course, (grant) spencer fowles, the newest addition to sherri and ryan's growing family of love and happiness. first came max, then came spencer, then a baby shower that was NOT a yawner! thanks to barbara-jean, the lovely hostess with the mostest, we chatted and mingled and carried little spencer to the tunes of norah jones and alanis morrisette. ladies to draw inspiration from! and as with all good times, they must come to an end, but not without promises to meet up in kitsilano in the next month (the city folk will take a break from being lost in the country, for once! - and that's another story and shall be told another time).