My friend Rob, a talented horror writer, sent me this little valentine:
And this is where my friend Sam and I had a long and leisurely V-Day lunch, at the Polo Lounge* in the Beverly Hills Hotel:
The juxtaposition of these images pleases me.
* The Beverly Hills Hotel is a pink stucco palace rising off of Sunset, and its Polo Lounge is one of those famous, old-Hollywood type places, where movie stars used to lounge by the pool and get up to trouble in the cabanas. These days, however, it is not particularly hip. But then — and I say this with affection — neither is Beverly Hills.