Dining With The Finest Wine
The sun dipped low, casting long shadows across the village square as evening approached. I found a table at a charming bistro tucked away from the main tourist path.
The waiter brought a bottle of their finest vintage red and poured a generous glass. I ordered the chef’s tasting menu, ready to indulge in a feast fit for my new status.
I raised my glass to the empty chair opposite me, celebrating the sweet taste of solitude.