I am spending time with a dear friend of 20 or so years. He is visiting us and every time I look at him, I feel comforted.
There is nothing like the love between old friends.
While passing the time we went to McDonalds and I tried something different, the small egg nog shake. Quite tasty.
My friend ordered a fillet of fish.
Without prompting, he said what I have always felt, “That last bite when you get the sweet soft bread and tartar sauce oozing into your mouth.”
I smiled. He smiled.
I told him that one time I had a double fillet of fish which in my mind was close to ecstasy. I wasn’t sure if they make them anymore.