7/9 Baltazar dinner

I am shamelessly using angela's blog to steal pictures for this post- so thanks angela. lots of credit must go to her. So- Thursday night we had a dinner for all of us, dionysus, 3 yale alums, and one prefrosh (there are actually five who got in and are going...they all turned down other colleges take that harvard). Oddly there's also an American prefrosh working at the Agora with the archaeology group. So we met them at Baltazar- a very nice bar/restaurant. At the table next to us was a major Greek TV anchor and behind us some greek models (these juicy tidbits of course came from dionysus).

I ended up sitting next to/talking to this guy Alex. I want to be Alex when I grow up. He graduated Yale, went to Yale law and Harvard business school, worked at Goldman, came back to Greece to run his family company and founded the Yale in Athens club and the bulldog program. He serves on several boards and wants to go into politics. I had a fantastic time talking to him. It was cool- he also did AIESEC at yale (that was one of his main activities) and was a econ/poli sci major...basically we're besties now. He advised us on secret societies/which ones to go in to. He also advised me on various law firms I should intern in next summer if I'm interested. We also talked about politics and how I may want to do it eventually as my way of giving back (that's when he mentioned he might want to go in politics). Alex also gave us lots of advise- basically to go big or go home and give back. Since he's so cute/actually done all that it was very sincere coming from him. He reminded me of Daddy (paddington- don't get a big head about this part). Kind of chubsy, pulled out the glasses towards the end. Lots of cool stories and advice...very personable. A great presence and very good at making conversation but being genuine. Also he wore a pale orange v-neck sweater and orange and blue checkered shirt- somehow pulling it off. This too reminded me of dad- in particular his light yellow cable sweater and orange/purple striped shirt. It takes special people to pull off that sort of fashion. Hilarious- he asked us various things (what we've learned, what we would have on our tombstone) but most awesomely how we would approach someone at a bar/pick someone up. All the girls were like well they should come to us/we'd go introduce ourselves say...remark on something that's going on around us. I specifically mentioned strategizing since at Yale one of your friends probably knows said person they can scope it out and introduce you (Alex applauded my approach). The hilarious part was Alex thought all the guys approaches were iffy because they either didn't know or their approach wasn't good enough for Alex. Basically Alex is a boss...such a baller that my description of Alex will probs be longer than my description about food.

FOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOD- so important. So, Dionysus ordered us white wine, meatballs and french fries (just plain meatballs no sauce or pasta is very common here), and delicious grilled veggies. We then ordered main course (options were chicken, ravioli with goat cheese, or salmon). Alex, myself, and most of the table got the salmon. It was quite good- in a sweet and sour sauce with wild rice. After they brought out a desert platter- molten chocolate cake, a quince cake (we think), something sort of like milfe (layers of phyllo with custard in between), and coffee ice cream. Also brought out a delicious fresh fruit platter. Overall quite scrumptious and satisfying. Dionysus (of course) wanted us to stay out later for some drinks at the bar but it was 1 and we wanted to go to sleep for work the next day. Tonight (wednesday july 14th) dionysus again invited us for drinks (i have to go see dad's friend). At least Dionysus has been a very involved sponsor.
We dressed up which is nice. Here are the pics stolen from Angela's blog. One goofy one, one prom style haha. In the prom pic from bottom to top are Angela, me, Marj, and Liz.


I'm also super dooper sad (how do you spell dooper? also I have the vocabulary of a 5 year old...i really enjoy saying cool beans and shnikies! again...spelling is debatable). So everyday on my way to work there's this cute smallish dog that I see. He's my friend. He's a little taller than masti (maybe 1.5 ft? I don't i'm terrible at these things). He has dark grey/black hair- medium length and wavy/curly. I'll try to get a picture of him. Anyway- I usually smile, sometimes wave or say hi to him (yes i talk to animals...). He's always there and usually pauses to look at me/comes close. So I like to think we're friends. But today he wasn't walking on his back leg/his paw looked bent! I hope he didn't get hurt...I don't know if I can help him but I want to. Maybe tomorrow I'll go early to work and find him and try to wrap his foot? Can it heal? I really hope so otherwise I'll cry if I don't see my friend anymore. Like actually.