So I’m sitting here in a place where I can see the beauty of Winter from a warm spot on the other side of the window.  Thinking about yet another Table experience.

“And what do You do?  What does your life consist of?”

We were sitting at a table for four.  We were Four.

The restaurant is hip and happening and the choice had been theirs,  the other two.  It was a place that would not be my choice. Continue reading Overflowing with moderation →