Crepes cooking in the pan, fruit being chopped up, lively conversation, and a
splash of fruity champagne: the beginnings of a good night. People I�ve known for
years, people I�ve just met, all in one apartment, gathered together on a Friday
night for a crepe party. A night of just hanging out, catching up, and of course,
eating good food.

What turned this simple gathering of friends into something more than just
eating, chatting, and drinking was a simple deck of cards. Everyone gathered
around in a circle, some sitting cross legged, some lying on their stomachs, other
sitting on the couch or in a chair. A game was decided. Mao, it was called. A game
of secret rules. A simple, yet complex game played with a lone deck of cards.
Cards were distributed and the game started. As all things, it started off slow.
Rules took a little time to catch on to, some people learning faster than others. As
the game went on, the competitiveness and the banter increased. It was a game
of attentiveness, but it was hard to attention sometimes when laughing at
someone making a mistake. The game continued with the winner adding a new
rule that only they knew. After each round, a new rule. Such a simple game, but
with such complexities.

An unexpected bunch, but a surprisingly fun night. The wonders of a simple deck
of cards and a group of good company. The joys of simple, clean fun.

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