Group Dinners

I've found that the fastest way to turn strangers into friends is frequently the time-honored method --
breaking bread together. Good food and good conversation make a great start to an LSAT class
or a great finish to a long workday.

Over Christmas break in January 2003, we gathered (clockwise from left) Nam, employees Aaron and Nushe, Jerad, the two Kwak kids, (Sam and Maria), and Oma (that's Mom in Korean), and myself, and headed to my favorite Ethiopian restaurant here in Seattle.  Avi, the owner of Queen of Sheba, is serving our dinner.   

Local clients Hannah, Nico and Andrew are joined by Kris, who flew up from San Francisco.

Ethiopian is one of my favorite restaurants for groups; the food is often presented in stews and sauces, so (as with Chinese) you get to taste more dishes with a large group.  

That's Alison, front and center.  Clockwise from her are myself, Dan, Elaine, Joe, and Mike.  

Communal dining makes fast friends, especially when the food is so good.  




Each year, I attend a half-dozen or so Law School Forums, sponsored by LSAC in different cities.  This is where I usually meet my clients.  

Spending a few hours together  before the Forum makes it easier to overcome inhibitions about saying your LSAT score aloud to someone else; it also gives me something more to say about each applicant, in case an admissions officer asks me later.  

To the right, my three clients at the Atlanta Law Forum in 2002:  Zach , Jenny, and Mustafa

Mustapha, Rachel, and Zach

Erica Aghedo

The client dinner I missed:

In 2011, at the DC law form, I followed my usual procedure: hang out in the lobby with a drink for half an hour or so and see if anyone stops by to talk, then go to dinner at a prearranged place.

Then-Dean of Admissions at Indiana Bloomington, Frank Motley, had a drink with me. And a few minutes later, his brother Tommy joined the party. Tommy is a Federal Court judge in Washington DC. And hierarchies in the legal world being what they are, you don't walk away from a judge. Our cell phones wouldn't work in that area of the lobby, and Erica and her mom waited for us at the Afghan Grill for over an hour, while we listened to Frank and Tommy discuss the relative merits and demerits of their alma maters, Columbia and Harvard.


Guy Shitaya

When I met with Guy Tshiteya at the law forum in Dallas Texas in 2006, I had dinner with his wife and kids, but this time we did it differently; I begged for a home-cooked dinner from the Congo.

I spent so much time playing with the kids that I barely thanked Theresa for the authentic dinner she cooked me.  

2017 update: When I met Guy, he was working in Dallas and returning to Africa to help other political refugees escape, as he had. Now that he has a law degree, he's helping people who arrived in the United States have the proper documentation to remain here.


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