High and lows

Yesterday began with a celebratory event, a former child of the neighborhood's graduation from culinary training. He had to create a menu for a huge final project, which involved supervising a kitchen full of classmates putting out this meal to a dining room full of people. As we got into our friend's car, there was some mention of a threat having been delivered to the educational institution where we heading, as in,"I'm going to kill everyone at ____ on May 31st." We didn't discuss it on the way up there, but there was a notice on the front door of the main entrance detailing this threat, and informing us that there was increased security. Nobody else seemed to have noticed this posting, nothing was said, and we all went inside. As I walked down the hall, I looked around at our group, pondering the thoughts one might have at such a time, and decided to put them out of my head. The menu was small tastings of breakfast, lunch and dinner items, and very good. As we left the building, we passed several armed security guys. I read later that more than half the students stayed away from the campus. I was divided between thinking we had been careless going up there, and being glad we'd decided it wasn't such a huge risk. Nothing did ever occur.
We ended the day by watching a sweet little independent film,"The Wild Parrots of Telegraph Hill." A full moon punctuated the night.