Often she brings home a pizza from the little Italian café at the corner.
She turns on the music, listens to Dean Martin and opens a bottle of wine.
Her little piece of heaven, she likes to call it, and her eyes sparkle when she takes the first bite.
The Italian “La Dolce Vita” is in her blood.
In her mind, she dances in the fountain, just like in the movie.
Life should be enjoyed and lived to the fullest.
Luxury and Pleasure!
For some it’s money. For her, it’s a slice of pizza and a glass of Vino Rosso.
(Word count: 100)
I enjoyed writing this, and I just changed our dinner menu. We are having pizza tonight. The Friday Fictioneers are held by Rochelle Wisoff-Fields. The 100-word challenge is a beautiful exercise to make every word count. It’s not always easy for a blabbermouth like me, but somehow I get it done.
I was under the weather last week, didn’t comment as much as I normally do. I will make up for it this week.