Following on from my interview with Bryan Weaver, there’s one anecdote from the dinner that he wanted me to share on this site.
After our roughly two-hour dinner, Bryan suggested that we get a nightcap at El Paraiso Restaurant, a place just off U Street in the city’s northwest section where he knows the owner, Carlos. Several beers and tequila shots were consumed, to the point where I was feeling rather intoxicated. Then the incident happened.
Bryan pointed to a television above the bar. The sound was on mute, but I could tell it was a local news channel, showing an interview with a nameless woman. “Is that Katherine Harris?” I asked (or, more likely, slurred), thinking of the former Florida Republican Secretary of State who gained notoriety during the 2000 presidential election and was characterized as wearing more makeup than a senior at clown college.
“That’s my wife,” Bryan responded quietly.
Then he started to laugh. And laugh. He was still laughing about the misidenfication when he walked me from El Paraiso to the bus stop a little after midnight. I apologized profusely, blaming my alcohol consumption and pea-sized brain. He said it was no big deal.
I’m not so sure. He still hasn’t decided on my Facebook friend request.