Friday, February 19, 2016

a little luxury

A little luxury is luxurious....

Last night, my daughter treated my wife, my younger son and me to dinner at a restaurant with an Italian name. I wondered whether the waiter, an American kid if ever there were one, had changed his announced name to "Carmine" to fit his environment.

How nice to have someone else cook the food, serve the food and clean up after the food... and the only real exercise included eating and talking. I could get used to that ... not to mention that the chicken Marsala was pretty good.

My mother once imagined that the greatest change in the 20th century was the loss of servants. Perhaps she had a point. On the other hand, she may have been off by a mile.

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