At LMD's new digs in South Joisey last night.
After a bit of grazing on olives and cheese, we created a dinner of fresh-from-the-Farmer's-Market Jersey tomatoes, basil and olive oil; corn that was just picked that morning, roasted on the grill; and salmon, also done on the grill. Sitting around the table with candles lit, the wine and conversation flowing (and nowhere to drive; the sleepover had been pre-arranged ...) ... there was a cool breeze, and good music playing ... laughing, connecting, and appreciating the moment with good friends: it doesn't get much better than that.
But then it did.
When the food had been lustfully chowed, LMD produced dental floss and the coolest tooth picks ... and there we sat: LMD, Danielicious and me, silently (and happily) flossing.
Still working the floss, LMD (mouth wide open,) says: This is how we know we're really good friends.
Danielicious puts down his toothpick and raises his glass: The perfect Saturday night.
Amen.
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