when my friend from atlanta suggested i meet up with his southern-transplanted friend in seattle, i have to admit i was wary, to say the least. meeting someone new without a mutual introduction conjures images of bad blind dates and stilted conversations. regardless, i put my big girl pants on and made plans to meet up for drinks at the red door in fremont. now, this venue boasts a few taboos for me: friday night fratboy epidemics, oblivious blondes obliging afore mentioned fratboys on the outdoor patio, as well as the first location i ever tasted fernet (and hence, memories of lost love). however, what better way to erase old memories than by making some new ones. the evening turned out to be a huge success, for my new friend is fabulous, and i can prove it — what other girl would be getting over bronchitis, love the same music i do, also collect mini-fake food, AND be willing to give fernet a second chance. yes indeed, boys and girls, think twice next time you want to turn down that blind date (friend or otherwise)….you might just find a winner.