It was family time today. We drove to Los Angeles, then had lunch in Malibu. More on that tomorrow. First, my Hollywood story.
With my niece Melissa and her husband Mark in tow, we stopped at Stef’s in Hollywood. She suggested we walk to Hollywood and Highland, the epicenter of the tourist scene. After all, Melissa had never seen California before Tuesday!
We ended up at Sweet!, a candy store in the Dolby Theater complex.
Stef, Melissa and I were choosing a snack when the guy across the counter started staring at me. George is from New Haven. He’s a Cross grad. He said I looked familiar.
“You’re from the news,” he said. “Weather,” he continued.
He left Connecticut in ’96, but he remembered.
I know there are people on TV who want to get off camera and become anonymous. Not me. Not insecure me. I was flattered he remembered–even more so because he did it in such a genuinely nice way and in front of my niece.
George made my day!
I bought a bag of chocolate covered malted milk balls.