Girl Talk, Life Lessons


No, I am not referring to World Wrestling Entertainment.  I’m talking about my girls, aka: the Women Who Eat.  The WWE, for short.  The four of us have been friends for about a hundred years – collectively speaking, that is – and were named by a long-forgotten boyfriend one night during a raucous and lavish dinner.

“I love these women!” he gushed.  “They eat.”

Truer words were never spoken…  We’ve gone to Tea at The Ritz.  Eaten Fenway Franks standing up.  We’ve been to Morton’s for steaks, and the North End for pasta.  We’ve sipped Malbec, toasted with Kir Royales, and indulged in a margarita or two.  PMS’ed on obscenely expensive and highly caloric cupcakes.  We’ve had breakfast for dinner, brought in take-out, and cooked for each other.

But who we are, and who we are to each other, goes way beyond our shared healthy appetite.  During our collective hundred years of friendship, we’ve celebrated weddings and babies, hosted showers, housewarming parties, and milestone birthdays.  No topic is off limits and the laughter is infectious whenever the WWE get together.

Over the years, there have been some dark times spent in hospital waiting rooms.  We’ve lifted each other up through illness, prayed for each other as well as for ailing parents.  Too many times, we’ve comforted each other through heartbreaking losses.


Our lives are complicated and we can’t get together as often as we’d like.  But we do our best.  Just last week, as the weather turned pleasantly warm, a flurry of late-afternoon emails and texts were exchanged.  We not only wanted to dine outdoors, we wanted to be near the ocean. The waitress was overburdened and the food was a long time coming.  But we didn’t mind.  Because the view of the harbor was breathtaking.  And we were together.

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3 thoughts on “The WWE

  1. Gayle says:

    I am envious of your friendship, love and support. I am also green when I see your laundry list of fine and not-so-fine dining – my dearest brother and I have made some mutual quests in food, the best ribs, the best onion rings, the best fried clams and steaks. None of it healthy for the body but exceptional soul food. When we get the chance to go out for dinner – we choose one of our favorites and compare notes. It gives us something to talk about other than work and more serious matters – we refuse to get caught up in such matters when we have the opportunity to be together but seize the time for just us and our quests. I cherish that about him most. Not the quantity of time but rather the quality. Many hugs Christine and carpe diem!


  2. Pinar Kret says:

    My planning starts with food for no matter what type of gathering I am having or going out…Food come first and tastes better with friends..


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