Restricted living still has me eating poorly. Up until this evening! Chatting online this afternoon & the conversation swung around to music. That started the inevitable track swapping thing that the digital universe has made so much easier. I’m a Latin music nut, so most of my shares were of that genre. Afterwards, I couldn’t take the headphones off. I wandered through my playlists, listening to Spanish, French & Italian tracks. Somehow, later on, I found myself on the porch with the food, & the drink, in the pic!
Be assured, this has not been my usual pandemic platter! I’m out here an hour already, headphones still on, & I’m nibbling away, still not finished. Normally I’d have put that amount of food away before my dinner. Instead, this evening, I’m actually enjoying the slower pace. The simpler selection of fare. And I’m dancing in my seat to boot! Of less value, of course, are the three cigarettes I’ve consumed during the meal.
Does it all mean anything?
Probably not. But I am enjoying it. And that might be enough. In fact, now, the silken sounds of Carlos’s guitar are calling me to stand up & dance in a bubble small enough that the neighbours won’t notice! OMG, I hope I wasn’t singing out loud! 😜
Bon appétit à tous!
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That looks like the sumptuous meal I had at a 5 star hotel in east Germany – back in the day
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