Breaking Bread

Breaking Bread.  I am so grateful for my circle of friends.  I have The Klatts, The Greenbergs, The Bonaccorsos, The Paxtons, The Georges, The Travinos, as well as The Crawfords and Tom Duncan and his Girly-Girl Friend, Leslie.  And, there are more.  Many more people who invite me over to "break bread" and experience such great and wonderful get togethers, filled with scrumptious conversation and intelligent meals.  A play on words?  I don't think so.  :)

There's magic in the kitchen, at the table, and later with what I like to call, "Sofa talk."  :)  It's just so much fun for me to get together for the experience of food, drink and conversation.  The sharing of food is such an innate action and then to incorporate drink, be it wine, or otherwise, well it is an enhancement.  But to top off with laughter, the communication of ideas and suggestions, judgements - okay - and realizations... Well, it makes for ideal experiences enhancing the exposure of the intellect and the pallet.

It's so much fun.  Fun.  An experience that we liken to abandonment of the moment and a mere submersion into feeling...free...feeling good.  Feeling safe...safe to be amongst friends who love us, no matter what, whether it be a lousy recipe, an opinion that's off center, or just laughing too loudly...well, it's all good.  It's around the breaking of bread and so it just seems, okay.  More than that, it's a right way of being.  Thank you to my friends, for being so, well, so "right way of being."

Here's to the delight of gathering with friends and .... breaking bread...So what up with the freaking health care deal?  suck an egg, can't win for loosin'.    And so it begins......dinner anyone?  anyone?  :)  Yoo hoo!  Hungry friend out here!  :)