She waited
him for the supper that evening. She liked to be with him. Intelligent,
pleasant, of good manners, ironic he debated in the correct way even the most
banal theme. She also found him very nice and with a beautiful sporting
physique. The evening was prospected interesting and she was certain that they
would be had a good time together. She prepared everything with care and she
took care of every smallest detail. Especially in the choice of the menù,
convinced as she was of the symbolic importance of the food. She elaborated it
doing so that the table it was the prelude of the thalamus and she created for
them a simple recipe but refined that it predisposed their bodies and souls to
the sharing of the pleasure: Fillets of sea bream with pistachio of Bronte.
