Love and Black Saturdays
Photo by Kelsey Chance on Unsplash Black Saturday and the falling dusk finds me with wine glass in hand, sitting at the corner table of a tiny Spanish restaurant. I'm loving the wine (a grenache), but it is only the precursor to one of my favorite annual traditions: Black Saturday Dinner. About five years ago, I was trying to find the time to reconnect with a childhood friend. She was getting married, and we had agreed to meet up for one final pre-wedding dinner. We'd eat and drink and remember the adolescents we once were, and how we used to talk through the night and tell each other secrets. But we were both adults with full careers and very busy lives, and it seemed that we just couldn't make the time. And then, a few days before Holy Week, she called. "Black Saturday? Keep that night free. We're doing this." We did, and that's how the Black Saturday Dinners were born. Black Saturday Dinner is a night I've put aside to rec