Fine wine and dinner

by mike   Mar 10, 2006


We toast to each other.with
fine wine glasses
long stem and crystal no less,
a wonderful vessel to drink from.
the table was set with fine ,
bone china imported from Shanghai.

long candle sticks peek above the
roses,aromas from the kitchen fill my senses.roast duck with orange glaze,a meal for a king.pure silver ware and linen table clothes and Egyptian napkins of fine woven cotton to sit across our laps.

the maids carry in the main course.on a silver plater truly a master piece a gastronomical delight my father use to say.

now comes the desert a lovely pineapple upside down cake a perfect touch to a perfect dinner,what more can a man ask for than a beautiful wife.

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