A Quiet Lunch For One
The travel and the fresh air had finally awakened my appetite after the long flight. I picked up the leather-bound menu and dialed the kitchen to request a selection of local specialties.
Twenty minutes later, a waiter arranged a silver tray on the teak table outside. I sat down to a plate of fresh seafood and crusty bread, accompanied only by the view.
Eating without conversation or complaints from ungrateful children tasted better than the food itself.