Back from the partay - stayed longer than I'd planned, and had a very nice time. I ate more than I'd planned, too - there was an Eyetalian salad, which is what I mostly had, plus some string bean and onion cold dish that was quite good, plus one tiny sausage. Then I had three small samples of the desserts - the cheesecake, a blueberry pie, and a tiny sliver of a yellow cake with chocolate frosting. I'm now quite full and quite logey and quite ready to sit on my couch like so much fish. Mr. Larson was not there, but former LA Times critic Kevin Thomas was, as were Norman Lloyd, Marsha Hunt, Ian Whitcomb, the son of director Henry Koster, the widow of Andre de Toth, cousins Dee Dee and Alan, and lots of other nice folks. Also met a lady who lives down the street - new in town, she is, and frankly I don't think I'd be off-base to say I think she was a little keen on me. Not my type, though.
