Without Malice

By aforethought

Frosty Evening

A night out. With the family. Local restaurant. Good reputation. Enjoyable previous experience.

As a bonus, there was to be time to enjoy the Calcutta cup before heading out.

*And* there was the promise of snow!

The perfect weekend was therefore set. Or so I thought.

The rugby was frustrating. The potatoes were undercooked. The sauce lacked flavour. The beef was dry. The crème brûlée was not a patch on my wife's. The mother-in-law was, well, herself.

I did like the coffee and cheese! I do love my family. Some things exist to help us survive life's disappointments.

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Edith Piaf
Non, Je Ne Regrette Rien

Bon appetit!

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