Yesterday was a beautiful spring day in my town, so I accompanied one of my favorite aunts to a Viennese bakery for a simple lunch of asparagus quiche and grapes, which we ate next to a gleaming black baby grand piano that played Gershwin's "Rhapsody in Blue" all by itself. Our server was a chatty former neonatal intensive care nurse who was having a rough second day on the table-waiting job and who stunned us by volunteering all sorts of personal information, including the fact that her husband used to beat her.
As I had been holed up in my office for several days, yesterday's break did me a world of good. The sun was shining, the daffodils were dancing in my front garden, and my aunt was cheerful company. Of course I brought home some goodies from the bakery, including this mocha petit four. As I enjoyed the three bites of heaven with my afternoon tea, I recalled the wise words Armand Frasco of Moleskinerie posts at the beginning of every weekend:
Get out, have a life - and write about it!