I do not believe I am overstating the case when I tell you I ADORE a well set table. The china, the silver, the crystal, the linens. Bring it on. All of it.
My friend Mary Joan, heretofore only of gardening and needlework fame, outdid herself the other night in the domestic goddess arena.
I did my best to take photos of all the courses. But once I bit into this crunchy bruschetta with it's juicy tomatoes, briny capers, and sharp pecorino romano I was done for. I put the camera down and devoted every ounce of my being to appreciating the moment.
There are not many things nicer in life than sitting around a table with your good friends. Talking about the old days at the same time you are anticipating shared adventures to come. Life IS good.