Four friends, red wine, good food and excellent conversation.
Friends who have grown comfortable with each other.
We bitched abut people, bemoaned the lack of love interests in our lives, complained about long hours at work, planned a trip for new year's
K really slogged to make the food - and like a housewife refused to share the recipe with R.
Thanks K for the lovely meal & a lovelier evening.
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