“What’s your favorite meal?” he asked.
Well, how could I answer that? Thousands of meals have passed through my lips. I immediately thought of eating in Italy, where the food is always amazing. No. I couldn’t mention Italy. How about that time I had an ice cream sundae for dinner while listening to a steel drum band in The Bahamas? No, not that. I know . . .
“Any meal I have with you is my favorite,” I said.
Please leave a comment with your first 50 words on the topic “favorite.”