…and forgot to use inovatorka at dinner last night. And I had lots of opportunities! The chef using crushed pistachios as a crust on the warm goat cheese? He’s an inovatorka! “Let’s go see Wolves in the Walls on stage!” Neil Gaiman? Certainly an inovatorka! A patron at my colleague’s library branch wears tight hot pink pants with a denim trenchcoat and recites poetry and talks about his “crazy Uncle Mo.” Now, he is an inovatorka.
Alas. Opportunity missed.