Sitting here at my computer, sipping delicious and lightly sweetened Watermelon-Lime sweet tea. A nontraditional flavor to be sure but I savor it like it was a fine French wine. On my lips is the salty-sweet taste of a slow roasted ham, drizzled in local honey and spiced with black pepper. Cooked upon a bed of rice and last night's ground, free range goat. There is no music but the whish-hum of the dishwasher, the slightly vibration of the AC.
In my heart, however, there is a sweet and gentle music. A song that only good food and a good home can provide.
Some days, it is enough.
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