“Suppose you can get what you want…” – Fortune Cookie
A cold February night in New England, with a frigid wind cutting through the air. The restaurant provided a safe haven from the elements. The company and conversation provided the requisite warmth.
A simple dinner with family and friends. The theme for the evening was happiness, and nothing could change the mood. Not the wait – even though we had reservations. Not the crowd at the bar – it just made us stand closer to each other. The waiter was overly apologetic when he forgot the appetizers, but we were so impressed with the dishes in front of us, it didn’t matter. We did appreciate the free bottle of wine he gave the table.