Dine-in-out

As a rainy and a gloomy week comes to an end, I am hoping for a fresh sunny week ahead, hallmark of English summer. Summers are a welcome relief from the grueling & ruthless winter. Even a brief stroll at a nearby park on a hot summer weekend is sure to rejuvenate your senses with the aroma of barbecue. Don't worry if you are a vegetarian,you can always have those fresh corns, baked potatoes or vegetables with your favorite dipping. Ah, I don't want to deep into food issues, they always make me go weak.

Talking about trying food, I recently visited a local restaurant where their food, drinks and the ambiance is highly appreciated. To satisfy my curiosity, I persuaded my husband to take me there. Once the hostess greeted us with a happy smile knowing that we wanted a table for two, she escorted us to a nice comfortable area where the noise wasn't loud and there was no chance where we could smell what the person seated at our back was having. The waiter happily provided us with the menu and threw some additional information about the days specialty which included the fresh 'Mai Tai' fish and a special soup. My husband considers me to be crazy enough to order a soup on summers but my love for soup is eternal. As the waiter left us to quarrel over what we should eat, an elderly couple sat opposite to us smiling perhaps thinking about their bygone days. Finally we settled for a soup followed by the main course. The waiter was polite enough to make us aware of the quantity of food that would arrive gently dropping a subtle hint that we should order a dessert perhaps later and not make any rush. Even though I understood it pretty later that may be going by built he must have guessed it I would have tough time to complete my main course. Trust me he wasn't wrong either. After having a bowl of soup, I wasn't ready to embrace main course right away.The waiter came to enquire about our well being, perhaps he could gauge my situation and suggested to pack the remaining and jump at the dessert. By that time my stomach was screaming for leniency and my husband was in a satirical mood. I couldn't complete my dessert & left it in midway. The waiter arrived happily with my packed leftover and collected the cheque. I was pretty quick to realize that the dishes weren't meant for people of my stature even when you are almost dead with my hunger.

I learnt my lesson of that day which was first try to have the ability to accept, rest everything will follow. I wanted to try the dishes but couldn't create enough space in my stomach to fit my order. Similarly , in life if we want something first we should have the capacity to bear it and not get bogged down. Life will be perhaps lot easier then!!!!!