This past weekend I was invited to a supper club by a girl I had met through a mutual friend when I first moved here. I was especially excited because her supper club were headed to an Indian restaurant that takes only 1 reservation and it’s for a table in the kitchen. They had planned it a few months in advance and had one seat left.

I was also pretty apprehensive because I would be meeting 4 totally new people all at once. I’m pretty good one on one but I was intimidated that I would be the odd one out and that I would feel awkward and not know what to say.

Turns out I was wrong. They were all super nice and unique and interesting in their own ways. They seemed genuinely interested to get to know more about me and made me feel welcome at their supper club. I felt completely at ease and didn’t find myself at a loss for words. I think it was a success. Unless you count the fact that I left my delicious leftovers in the back seat of car. That was a bit of a bummer.