Tablecloth and napkins ironed
because it's just that kind of night.
Dessert sits waiting, salad in
the fridge. New recipe to try for
special guests who've never
eaten at our table quite like this.
There will be music in the background,
something soft and smooth,
wine will flow as will the
conversation. No rush,
no background noise from
waiters, fussing babies or
rude cellphones, just five for
dinner, and I want it to be perfect.
(c) Ellen Gillette, 2013
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