Tonight, after work, I ate thick slices of seven-grain bread, alternating with wedges of cheddar and Morbier cheeses, and sipped a small glass of 2004 Red Truck wine. I took twenty minutes, alone, just me and the meal.
It was glorious. Why not enjoy and fully experience every meal? I could have wolfed it all down in five minutes; would I have died happier?
(And I highly recommend Red Truck if you want a full-bodied, classic red wine.)
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