Ssh! Let's Eat...
“As I ate the oysters with their strong taste of the sea and their faint metallic taste that the cold white wine washed away, leaving only the sea taste and the succulent texture, and as I drank their cold liquid from each shell and washed it down with the crisp taste of the wine, I lost the empty feeling and began to be happy and to make plans.”
― Ernest Hemingway, A Moveable Feast
The question for me should be.
How Do We Eat?
Truthfully if it was only me, I wouldn’t eat…actually when it is only me I don’t eat.
So I survived the holidays, I’m not sure if it’s only me, but the holidays beat me up each year – it’s true I am on a stress level that’s not enjoyable. The pressure starts around Halloween and lasts through New Year’s Day
I think everyone knows this about me…but I am officially announcing it: I love Spaghetti Can you tell! Mangia, Mangia…No Talk!
I am reminiscing of a time that was so long ago…I think it’s because it is Monday today.
I wasn’t able to write last night; it was a late night. Yet I want to keep the momentum and offer an invitation to browse Mangia, Mangia…No Talk!
I’m a wife, mom, sister and friend that loves to cook and feed everyone that comes to my home; that is my gift to those who visits and at times I am rewarded with a moment of silence because I know that without forcing the code of silence it comes naturally!
