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Emily and the boys took me to Nick’s Cove in Marshall, for a birthday lunch–the first of my birthday week activities. The food was delectable, the oysters succulent, and our server a thrilling caricature of the gay waiter. I half expected a laugh track after each of his booming bons-mots. He picked lint off of my sleeveless sweater. We took a small hike through Point Reyes afterwards, to walk off our oyster bellies.
On to the next event…