Life in a corner booth…

A dark, candlelit Spanish restaurant with my husband on a wintery, snowy NYC night where we cuddle up in a booth of dark mahogany and warm up over a steaming bowl of caldo gallego, talking quietly as we are transported back to our favorite basement bar in Madrid. A sidewalk cafe on a bright summer day, chatting and people-watching with a girlfriend over a glass of pinot grigio and a goat cheese salad as I feel the warmth of the bright summer sunshine color my face. Both are very different experiences – different seasons, different food, different company. Both evoke the joy of sharing my time with people I care about, laughing, talking, eating, and just living life in the moment without stress or worry or thinking of deadlines or tomorrow.