The Only Thing

Dinners with friends make me a happy man

dinners with friends are the only reason to be

sipping wine, drinking beer, chatter and crackers and cheese

what more could you want

the dinner table, the backyard, the patio, becoming the only thing that exists

dinners with friends come and go, but I stay there, week after week, weekend after weekend, because what else matters

time to dig in

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