Tacoma lost an icon on Tuesday, my friend Sue. She was a no nonsense, foul-mouthed, beautiful human. A force of nature. A cheerleader for the underdog. Smart, driven, and a g*d d*mned delight.
She was fearless and lived life so fully. We were grateful to be included on some of her food adventures—happily waiting for pictures to be taken before sipping a drink or eating the food. I loved her passion and her writing (See Dine Pierce County). But mostly, I loved the time we spent together. Sue and Paul, Mark and me, Robyn and Jason.
Too young. Too soon. Too sad. The world is less flavorful without her.
Rest in peace my friend.
P.S. Today’s Wordle was eerily prophetic.
(Image added the following morning for those that do not play.)
Math in the Time of Corona 
Thanks for this post. I love your photos. I have so few of her because of her need for anonymity as a restaurant reviewer. Thanks for sharing these.
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