And I'm inclined to agree.
One of the truly excellent outcomes of being someone's parent is that I will never take a moment of leisure for granted again. Every stolen minute of "time to think my own thoughts" is preceded with a sigh of gratitude. Every quiet meal (i.e., one during which no one asks me, all smart-aleky, what kind of creature corn forms the ears of), an opportunity to relish silence.
It goes without saying (though I appear to be saying it) that my daughter is a delight whom I am happy to talk to, learn from and eat with much of the time. But man, I enjoy my own company.
On Sunday, Scottie and M went to visit his parents in Oakville. Here's a shot of my delicious dinner alone:
Wait, you want a closeup??
Some of the items are hard to identify from the photo, so here's the menu:
- Warm water in the mug (neutral)
- Some kind of red wine from the Valentine's dinner party - I threw out the bottle (for umami)
- Green apple (for sweet and tart)
- BBQ brown rice crisps (for salt and crunch)
- Sun dried tomatoes (for salt and tart)
- Applewood smoked cheddar (for umami)
- Sahale Snacks Ksar mix: pumkin seeds, pistachios, sesame seeds, dried figs, honey, harissa (for sweet and spice)