A perfect day!
I was up and at it early (as usual) yesterday, and had my morning walk before awakening Joyce.
After breakfast she came with me to Resurrection House for the weekly prayer service. Happily enough we had a record attendance, with sixteen of us crowded into the small Chapel. Of course my homeless friends loved Joyce!
We met Ben after his volunteer morning at the Ringling Museum of Art and drove off to “Bamboo” an incongruously named South American restaurant, where we met up with my pals Orlando Gonzalez and Jim Detlef. Orlando and James have been partners for 52 years!
One and all were enchanted by Joyce, whilst my heart was beating fast every time our handsome Venezuelan waiter “Jesus” was in the area. (Surely it’s O.K. to be crazy about Jesus!).
I am sure that the whole world has known about “Arepas”, but I discovered them only last week.
An Arepa is small bread made of very finely ground corn meal. Arepas are the comfort food of choice in Colombia and Venezuela.
I usually dislike American corn bread - it is all too often dry and crumbly. But Arepas are something else. The one I ate yesterday was filled with chicken and avocado.
Lunch was such fun, that I invited Ben and my neighbour David for dinner with Joyce and me.
I made a whole mess of stir fried vegetable in my new Wok, and grilled some rib eye steaks.
It was one of those evening for which humans are made – good food, friends, and wine, with wonderful conversation around the dinner table.
Fresh fruit and good cheese made for a simple and healthy dessert.
I went off to bed last night, filled with gratitude for what had been a perfect day.
Later today Joyce and I will drive east to Boca Raton on the Atlantic coast, so I’ll not be blogging until Sunday.