April 2, 2014
Grapevine, TX
My banker took me to lunch today at an upscale restaurant in a trendy hotel at an intersection of two massive Dallas freeways. He ordered the blackened tuna something-or-other so I said, "I finished a book this morning about a woman who was kidnapped in Somalia and held for 15-months. On release she said she'd never eat tuna again."[bxA]
"The Somali pirates fed her a lot of tuna?" He asked, prodding his rare tuna steak with a knife.
"Yeah," I told him, "cans of tuna and rotten bananas."
"This is served with garlic and pepper aioli."
We laughed and then talked for an hour about how best to manage the company's cash surplus while I imagined Amanda Lindhout trapped in a hot dusty room outside Mogadishu, starved and tortured for over a year while her family put together half a million dollars to pay her captors.
Mogadishu, Somalia (lifted from internet)
2 comments:
i read that book last year ! i forget what it is called. amazing hey ! made me think of sailing that part of the Indian Ocean and all the pirate stories we heard... they had a talk on a radio station here ages ago and it was the Aussie, Nigel on it and he said how he and Amanda don't talk anymore... and how if he could do it all over again he would !!! and i felt like going "yeh dude ? and put your family through that whole ordeal again ? raising all that cash ?!" good book ! how was the tuna ? did you get some too ?
You're so fun to have lunch with!
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