Thursday, August 2, 2012

the world is so rich, simply throbbing with rich treasures.

Last night I couldn't sleep.

Walker and I had just eaten an amazing dinner. 
The eating here has been particularly wonderful in general, but last night's was a special adventure. 
We tried to eat at this restaurant we'd heard about in the Shuk that uses ingredients straight from the wonderful market - but it was booked solid (and on a Wednesday night). The host sent us across the street to their tinier, off-shoot of a restaurant instead, promising a similar experience.
It was bar seating only (I have a serious love for eating at bar tops) with the crazy chefs serving and cooking right in front of you and an equally crazy menu translated from Hebrew into gems like "Salmon that makes me think of happy times in Thailand" or "Mussels Hamusta, we win for sure we win."
A generous glass of red wine, beef carpaccio, and deconstructed baklava for dessert, plus sneaking bites off of Walker's plate. Just trust me, it was such a happy accident.

And I'm in the middle of a particularly good book: The Invisible Circus by Jennifer Egan.

And I'm also traveling.

So, Walker + food + the written word + travel = I just get so excited about life.
And stay up all night with the impatient feeling I often get when in a good bookstore: I wish I had the ability to read all of these books at one time and retain all of the information and feeling. 
...except in this instance swap "books" out for "everything in the world."