REDEFINING PRIME

 

Merrily Prime

It was a prime night in Pitt Meadows. 

It all started after I asked Carol if she’d like to enjoy the Prime Rib dinner special at the local golf course dining room Saturday evening. She said yes and I said perhaps some of the other aquafitters would like to join us. 

We asked a few. They were very delighted to be asked and some said yes. We stopped at six because six is a prime (not in math lingo) number for easy table conversation that can include everyone. 

Prime suggestion, prime people, prime rib and, best of all — prime topics of conversation; nobody talked about their adult children, grandchildren or partners. No politics. No religion. No gossip. The focus was travel talk, childhood memories, cultural customs, India, Sri Lanka, Scotland, Aruba, languages and how much we thoroughly enjoyed our gathering.

I generally don’t suggest high end restaurants to casual acquaintances because I don’t know their financial circumstances. But, this time, I boldly went to where I had never been (as in ask and see what happens) — I asked and the people came. 

We six, perhaps arguably a little beyond the prime of our lives, had a purely prime evening of great company, conversation, service and food. We all sound keen to keep this ball rolling, perhaps redefining “prime years” …and that in and of itself is merrily prime!