After eleven years living, dancing, teaching tango, and writing in Buenos Aires, I came home to L.A. in 2014, where I'm reconstructing my life.
Monday, March 24, 2008
What a Night!
A party to end all parties, the milonga to end all milongas, and maybe the tango birthday to end all birthdays! Such a night makes getting older really worth it!
Our table was packed with over 20 guests--students and friends, some I hadn't seen in years. But since La Milonga de los Consagrados is our milonga, as we're there every Saturday and it's the only milonga we regularly attend, I knew almost all of the 300 attendees who saluted me with kisses. So many paparazzi flashes went off I felt like a movie star or a queen. And thanks to Ruben, who worked so hard to organize and make things happen, and all of the wonderful people who were there, I would have been Queen for a Night but for the petite and beauteous Isabela Azul who stole the show, especially when dancing in the arms of her papa, Beto.
Enrique, the milonga organizer, announced the usual birthday "gang dance" vals, and I had the pleasure of dancing with so many wonderful men in a very short time. And then Ruben and I danced an exhibition to D'Arienzo's Pensarlo Bien.
Friends sent over flowers and bottles of champagne and we shared the delicious cakes with as many as possible.
Three tango bloggers (with local Paula on the left), plus Howard and me, made five bloggers together again for the first time.
Vivi, our tireless and patient waitress.
Argentine friends, Canadian and U.S. friends and students, guau!
I only wish you had been there too!
Maybe next year?