It’s hard to believe that tonight was our last night dining at Table 578.
We’re heading home.. we’ve left the turquoise waters of the Caribbean and have headed back in to the darker oil rig studded waters of the Gulf of Mexico.
I can’t believe that tomorrow night I won’t be served dinner by the delightful team of the smiling Renato and the charming (and young) Ryan.
After tomorrow… I have to cook again.
I should say get to cook again because truly, I love it. It’s one of my joys in life, however…
Table 578 has been a haven.
Delicious food appears and re-appears, suggestions are made, new delicacies tried and gorgeous crystal glasses are filled with sultry merlots that slide over our tongues and delight our tastebuds.
Tomorrow, it’s back to reality and my own kitchen table.
For tonight, I’ll curl up under these heavy white covers in a room with my family and let the gentle rocking and shushing of the ocean lull me to sleep.