Jen and I had dinner on Princeton Square on Friday evening, at a place called Witherspoon Grill. It was pleasant and there were many people walking around, reading books. Next door at the library there was a free opera recital, which we listened to for awhile after dinner. Princeton is a bizarre place and by bizarre I mean entirely pleasant.
Sometimes, more than others, I feel fairly removed from Youngstown, Ohio, and this was one of those times.
By the way, you can see the dinner menu by clicking the title of this post.
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