Crazy. It depends what you mean by crazy. I call it independent thinking. What do you call those days where you feel wide awake and so alive? Where your soul is ringing like a bell; When you feel worn out in the best way; and you're left wondering if paradise is where you fell for just a moment. It's the feeling you get when you open your window on a cool spring afternoon, let the breeze-the sun in, and listen to cheap radio songs, it's the dangerously freeing heartbeat that tells you there's nothing holding you back or the ahhhhhhh at the end of a release of an impulse......It's all the good things. Today was filled with all the good things. Crazy good things.
From a car ride that meant listening to an angelic voice softly hum to a couple of songs I like; even some in Spanish, a melody that was left for me not to take for granted. To a wonderful French bistro that led to the conversations I love. Sitting outdoors, talking over champagne and oysters about how at 18 years old, I used to dream of my trip to France therefore, I used to research culinary tours that immersed you in their culture- waking up to pick up a latte with a warm baguette and that incredible butter they have over there... a bike ride in the lavender fields... then, lunch. Something simple and lavish at the same time. A croque monsieur would do, followed by a quick nap. Then off to prepare dinner with a local who knows "everything" about the food of France. Someone like an old, fat, grandmother type that could magically put together the best coq au vin you've ever had. Cook this, drink that... then eat something unforgettable. Doesn't everyone dream of this at 18? LOL. Ok, maybe not so much so the jokes and laughter that followed made the time even better. The background music to this conversation: no less than actual French music. Edith Piaf at her best. You had to pause from time to time just to take in the music and the sunshine. Moments like these are few and far in between where you have to ask yourself, "seriously?" Now, it was time for a glass of white wine to pair with escargot. The choice: Reisling. The result: Perfect. Food is an adventure and should be fun. I find it exciting to share ordering responsibilties. After, a perfect dessert there was a perfect car ride back...only because it had to do with a discussion about Britney's career and a fantastic impersonation of the movie, Pretty Woman--- the epic scene where Julia Roberts cracks up at the snapping jewelry box.
Julia Roberts, Edith Piaf, Reisling, the best company in the world, and dreams of France...Crazy for one afternoon? Maybe. But it depends on what you call crazy. For me, it's that opening of the window on a cool spring day. Today had me wondering if it was paradise that I fell in for just a little while. Today, paradise was France. Cheers to all the good things...the crazy good things.
