Sunday morning I was breakfasting with a woman whom I had never before met. We were both in Phoenix for a few days but, coincidentally, were both living in Colorado.
Not five minutes into chit chat, she mentioned she was from Castine, Maine but was staying in Colorado for a few months. Hmm...I knew of that small town of Castine, Maine. Why, ten years ago while on a cooking class vacation in Italy for a week, I had met a couple who were from Castine.
Hmm... the man's name was Harry and I had a recipe book he had compiled and sold in 2000. And by golly, that cookbook was still on my kitchen counter. In fact, the book and Harry are mentioned in this post from almost year ago, along with one of my favorite recipes from his cookbook:
The woman across from me gasped. Harry and his wife were her very good friends.
She wrote down the names of the recipes that were my favorites from the book and said she would be sure to tell Harry that we had met.
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| Six degrees of separation |
(picture from Wikipedia)
It is a small world.
I love that kind of stuff! And that recipe looks so good
ReplyDeleteI totally believe in that theory. Everytime someone new joins the knit group I belong to, we usually discover within about 5 minutes that we are connected in one way or another. It has become a joke amongst my group "if you get Deedee to talking, she will figure out the connection between you and her." LOL
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