  I love getting emails from people I love. My heart swelled upon reading the sign-off from Leslies last email to me from France. Fondly, Leslie. Its just touching. I so adore that woman. It warms me to feel the mutual affection. I just had one of the better days in recent memory. Spent the afternoon with another two people I really enjoy being around, Luis and Robin, the happy couple. They drove all the way up here to get me, whisking me off to a Australian reds wine tasting at the Wine Seller. A flight of some yummy bottles from different regions, paired wonderfully with cheeses (Humboldt fog, a shot out to you), yellow-fin tartar, warm, crusty bread, and a meal (for me) of fresh sea bass.
Which, Ill admit, doesnt pair well with reds other than the two pinots. But a fine time was had, trying to guess which was which. True to form, Luis and I were right on with all six. Swirling our glasses and sharing notes on our impressions, fully knowledgeable and so in our element, we mused over one of humankinds greatest creations. Aficionados, all three of us. And too, were all quite talented in the kitchen, the most important room in the house what? You can have sex in the kitchen! Being able to break down a sauce to its constituent parts, taking apart recipes and sharing stories of our recent culinary exploits We belong together, me and these friends of mine.
Living the high life, holding true to our self-appointed titles of incurable epicureans. The moments of bliss were shared and openly acknowledged, something that tickles me. To step aside and recognize our good fortune together. And all the time, writing in my head in anticipation for now. Coming home to my immaculate condo, Im still abuzz with the inner contentment of the whole affair.
A bit of a post-coital afterglow but without the exercise. My ankle feels great, Ive a bottle of pinot breathing in the kitchen downstairs, and my heart is so truly happy. Between that one word sent by Leslie just one word that hit me straight in my chest and the shared company of two really valuable friends A little Charlie Parker on the hi-fi. The bullshit falls away. 
