We went for culinary risk at the new Tibetan restaurant in Noho. Ate it, it was ok but I liked my chicken soup better. 🙂 The dumplings were yummy too, especially with the spicy sauce. Best, though, was the company and the nice, mellow chat. Grad student life, my woes, then back to the apartment for wine, German chocolate (!), and more schmoozing. Lesbian politics, discourse analysis (here’s where I want to go someday), Kinsey, and the fundamentalist Concerned Women for America. Oh, how could I forget Annie Sprinkle?