One of my briefest but most-cherished celebrity encounters: Some friends and I were driving through West L.A. and one of them pointed out her house on Bonhill Road. As we neared, we saw the garage door was open, and there she was in a light blue velour jogging suit. We waved, and she waved back with that sweet smile - didn’t have the nerve to stop and say hi, but it felt like we could have. R.I.P. Ms. Lansbury!