Amigos

Bear Hugs

cindylu y oso Feliz Día del Amor y la Amistad. In countries like México and Venezuela, the 14th of February isn’t just St. Valentine’s Day, it’s also a day to celebrate love and friendship. I’m choosing to celebrate friendship today…

Oso and I met up on Sunday during his brief return to LA. If you blinked, you would have missed him. I’m glad I didn’t blink because it’s been a long time since I’ve seen Oso.

We had dinner at Versailles, a Cuban restaurant in my neighborhood, and discussed things like the science of falling in love and MHC, his work in Colombia, the politics of tú and usted, and my penchant for playing the same song a dozen times in a row.

I was in the middle of briefing him on a situation when he called me on my bullshit (like a good friend should do!):
Oso: You need to call.
Me: *Gulp* No… I can’t. I’m passive aggressive.
Oso: There’s nothing aggressive about you. You’re just passive passive.
Me: Ouch.

We finished up our tasty dinner, grabbed some espresso at the Coffee Bean and then headed to Union Station. I briefly forgot how to get there*, but thanks to Oso’s trusty iPhone we found our way. I dropped him off at Union Station with enough time for him to catch his train. As we hugged, I told him, “I’ll see you in another 9 months.”

“It’s not gonna be that long,” he said.

I hope it’s not that long, but it actually doesn’t matter. See, Oso is one of those friends I can go months without seeing. (This is not to say I don’t miss him.) When we finally get together for tea or lunch, it doesn’t feel like it’s been month since our last encounter. We just pick up where we left off.

*This is troubling. I’ve been forgetting my way around downtown and East LA lately.

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11 thoughts on “Bear Hugs

  1. I think I work right near the Versailles you were at… is the Coffee Bean across the street?

    Happy Valentines Day!

    By the way, Oso is HOT! I never knew.

  2. Seanathan,
    Yes, they are.

    Lex,
    Yup. And don’t say that about Oso! You’re gonna inflate his ego.

    Mariposa,
    Gracias! That picture is a couple years old and it was probably a lot hotter than 70 degrees when we took it (September in LA). However, we do have much nicer weather, sunny and in the 60s. I’ll try and send some to Chicago.

    Gustavo,
    Nooooo. Oso is no nice guy. Hehe.

  3. Good friends are hard to come by. And those are the kind of friends we should all have. The ones who have no bones about being honest.

  4. I feel like such a sucker for only seeing this now. I blame 16 hours of driving in two days.

    Hey, is that picture from right before I threw up all over your car? I think I still owe you a car wash.

    The food at Versailles was amazing (of course Vidalia knew all about it … these LA hipsters … they know everything), but I’ll never understand why a Cuban restaurant would name itself after a French city.

    Abrazo de osos.

  5. Jeff,
    I agree. Sometimes it’s hard to hear that honesty, but it’s still necessary.

    Oso,
    Yup! I should have made you wash my car when you were here. It definitely needs a wash.

    Pearmama,
    Hey, aren’t you married? You shouldn’t be checking out white dudes. 😀

    Adriana,
    These types of replies are funny. I’m way too short for Oso.

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