The art of life

Part of life is eating well and drinking well. Note, I didn't say eat like a glutton, and drink like a lush. It's about sumptuousness. The surroundings. The company (even if you're dining solo).

It's about a sage turkey sausage omelet with American cheese and spinach. Every bite a dance, a ballet for the sense of taste. A mimosa (or two) to chase it down heightens the feeling of reverie.

It's about a drink at a most luxurious bar. The martini, one of those specialty drinks, was a tad sweet, but the luxe surroundings wash over you and tame the sweetness.

It's a bison steak, which was fine. But the small piece of bread, unadorned by any butter, melted in the mouth smoothly, decadently. The eyes close, luxuriating in the sensation of goodness.

To savor the nice, small, fine moments of food, of life.