I know, and it’s a full time job not taking the luck for granted.
Tonight it’s filet mignon wrapped with bacon, seared tarragon scallops, salad and a butter sauce. Tiramsu for dessert. A full time job and awesome triglyceride lift for the lentil-eater:)
Mmm. Scallops! We're having heart-shaped pizza, with a half-pound of peppered salami, whole milk mozzarella and rolled crusts stuffed with whatever cheese is in the deli drawer, either pancetta or prosciutto, and a bit of basil paste. And yes, cava! Nectar of the poets (who can't afford champagne)!
"The life act of making someone happy. Hell, make a thousand people happy, and they call you a saint. Spend a lifetime perfecting the happiness of one, and you are a misguided fool wasting precious time..."
My ex "perfected" the (societally sanctioned) "life act," made himself a vague saint in the eyes of everyone except for the one soul sacrificed to the (societally sanctioned) enterprise...
"Wholeness" is dependent on an entirely different notion of ambition, and sorely underrated...
Happy Valentine's Day, Citizen Throop, from one romantic fool to another! We are lucky men.
Same to you Bob.
I know, and it’s a full time job not taking the luck for granted.
Tonight it’s filet mignon wrapped with bacon, seared tarragon scallops, salad and a butter sauce. Tiramsu for dessert. A full time job and awesome triglyceride lift for the lentil-eater:)
Mmm. Scallops! We're having heart-shaped pizza, with a half-pound of peppered salami, whole milk mozzarella and rolled crusts stuffed with whatever cheese is in the deli drawer, either pancetta or prosciutto, and a bit of basil paste. And yes, cava! Nectar of the poets (who can't afford champagne)!
Well, please toast to your good health and great smarts. Please throw in a “good health” to daughter semestering in Spain:)
We will, Ron, and we'll raise a glass to you and yours!
"The life act of making someone happy. Hell, make a thousand people happy, and they call you a saint. Spend a lifetime perfecting the happiness of one, and you are a misguided fool wasting precious time..."
My ex "perfected" the (societally sanctioned) "life act," made himself a vague saint in the eyes of everyone except for the one soul sacrificed to the (societally sanctioned) enterprise...
"Wholeness" is dependent on an entirely different notion of ambition, and sorely underrated...
Happy Valentine's Day, you lucky, lucky devil! 💖😈
Stay unsaintly!
Steph
No saint will sing silly love songs knowing the terror that (societally sanctioned) “perfections” are judging her every lyric and note.
Happy Valentine’s Day to you and the my favorite creative couple on planet earth!
Prep, cook and sup the best meal tonight. And an extra glass of wine, please!