- I shopped 'til I dropped. literally. we shopped all day up and down 5th avenue--it was great. but then we were both exhausted and took a nap before an amazing dinner (see below).
- still on the search for the perfect red, rounded toe, preferably leather pumps. come on new york, don't let me down.
- dinner at Arno was...bella e delizioso. zuppa, gnocchi alla pesto, sauvignon blanc, e cappuccino. words cannot describe how much I love italian food (again, see below).
to me, food has always been a pleasure unmatched by other things. I. love. food. as mentioned above, we went to an amazing italian restaurant. everyone was treated like a regular and the waiters were charmed by our manners and humor. the table next to us of older men walked in a saw me and the oldest man said "she is a beautiful girl--you all know I love beautiful women." politely, I said grazie, and continued my meal. this is just a glimpse into all the reasons I love italian food. it's complicated, though. I feel so fortunate that I am able to enjoy food. I attempt to practice mindful eating. that means enjoying every bite--how it smells, feels, tastes, looks, etc. enjoying food slowly makes me more appreciative of the blessings of really
good food. to put it simply, I love food. end of story.
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