Dining

Amen, after having spent so much effort on drinking, now it is this. Fine dining. How many people have went out on a stick just to find fine dining places for some food? Even at Subway, the meal is eaten, enjoyed and forgotten. Not to mention the elbowing for a good seat or a good reservation for self or the whole family?

I would never have enough food for fine dining. For what is fine dining is different across cultures and across religions. It cannot be compared to what you or I are having presently. The bulk amount of food brought up and the way they are crafted cannot be measured. Fine dining, in a sense, for me is having good food, everyone enjoying their time together, but such a time is hard to pass by.

Talking about food, I never had a reason to smile about it. For it brought back such memories. Times about the family together going out for a good meal, brought together a moment when we are together and rarely apart. When apart meant such a Long time away from each other. It really does brought a tear to ones eyes when talking about food. When my dad and we had such a good time together. But good times must always comes to an end.

And end it we shall by saying that having a good time does not imply quality time where quality means the bonding together is mutual. It is strange how we bond together. A word or two, some agreements and we’re there. It is not to say that we do not bond, but it is just that, we do not take it as a Long enough time together .