Eating Alone

My husband is away at a conference overnight, so tonight I'll be eating alone.

I look forward to these occasional sojourns because I get to eat my favorite solo dining food--grilled cheese.

I like nothing better than biting into a sizzling, hot-off-the-griddle sandwhich oozing with melted cheese. I think tonight it will be some beautiful fontina, perhaps layered with thin slices of perfectly ripe Bartlett pear, between two slices of crusty multigrain bread. I might toss a handful of baby greens with some extra virgin olive and a drizzle of red wine vinegar--I might not.

Accompany that with a glass of cold Sauvignon Blanc and a French movie with subtitles and I'm in heaven.

Eating alone never felt better.