Lunchtime today.
A woman eating alone.
Early thirties, good looking, well dressed in an austere kind of way - black turtleneck sweater and black tailored pants. Hair pulled back, eyeglasses with a square-ish frame.
She had a salad.
And then ordered dessert. The waitress brought a religieuse au chocolat. A religieuse is sort of like an eclair, but shaped differently. Imagine 2 puff pastries, a big one with a smaller one perched on top of it, sort of like a snowman. Filled with chocolate cream, and covered with chocolate icing. An old fashioned dessert.
Well, the woman's face lit up. She beamed. She grinned. She was almost giggling to herself as she took her first bite.
Was she on a diet, and was that the only sweet she would eat all month ?
Did it remind her of Sunday afternoons at a tea room with her grandmother, or perhaps a favorite aunt ?
Who knows. It made me happy to watch her eat.
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