When I arrived home from work, I stepped through the gate into the backyard where a canopy with lights is set up over the picnic table on the patio. Pre-war swing is the soundtrack. The table set by candle light. Menu: Grilled carrots and parsnips, grilled lamb with a salad of baby spinach, bleu cheese and cranberries. To drink, red wine over grilled peaches. Dessert he refused to identify but it as an entirely too fashionable looking chocolate torte. THEN came the gifts. All my favorite candies (cordials, grapefruit slices, marzipan...) but most of all, a new flute. Don't get any ideas ladies.
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