Word: mealing
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...standing naked in a linen closet at the old Rockefeller farm outside New York City when I began to wonder if I had gone too far for a meal. John Rockefeller Sr. probably wouldn?t think so: in the late 19th and early 20th centuries, he had assembled some 4,000 acres in this part of New York State, some of the most verdant land in the Hudson River valley. It?s a lovely spot that brims with history - Sleepy Hollow, N.Y., is nearby - and as good as any place to be naked in a linen closet...
...close the meal, Mo bestowed a celestial gift upon us in the form of dessert wine, this one a 2002 from Château Memoires Cadillac in Sauternes, France. Imagine a glass of fresh-squeezed orange juice laced with a sweet fragrance and no bitterness, and the flavor of this magnificent wine comes into focus. It had a perfect sugar/acid balance, an effervescent aroma of orange peel, and a slight cedar backbone...
...watch a glorious Greek sunset. Move on to the Panathinaia open-air cinema to catch a vintage 1940s film and smell the jasmine flowers that adorn the cement wall. Then, take to the balcony of the Attikos restaurant for a great view and a scrumptious sofrito veal meal. Head for the trendy Gazi clubbing district for a final round of drinks and some late-night flirting and dancing. Should Tyche, goddess of Fortune, hitch you up with a new acquaintance, head up to Kaisariani hill where you can lie under the pine trees in the courtyard of a Byzantine monastery...
...also try to webcam at least twice a day, and it allows us to approximate a home life. We can do "normal" things like have a meal together. She will sit down at the dining table with her laptop and webcam, and I will bring my plate to my work desk. Because of the four-hour time difference, I'm usually having a late lunch at her dinnertime. On special occasions - our wedding anniversary, my birthday last month - she will light a candle at her end, and I will play some appropriately mushy music on iTunes. (Hey, war correspondents...
...ends. And a supervised chaos, a pause in the normal school day, resumes. The black ball flies from hand to hand, and skinny legs and arms flail in an exuberant choreography. Soon the bell for lunch will summon a well-ordered procession to the community store for a hot meal, the teachers will retreat to their homes for an hour of down time, and the classrooms sit empty on the edge of the desert, soundless except for the murmur of wind...