This is my beach. This is where I used to hang out. The sand is so fine and powdery. Okay, so there are many gorgeous beaches in Florida. I just happen to have a special relationship with the one in Fort Myers.
Memories are precious. They are like jewels stored in a hideaway box. Yet, what really matters, in the long run in our days, is here and now. Visiting my old beach was fun. I did also realize that since the way back when times, I have discovered other magnificent places as well. I live in Canada now. I can’t get to the beach as often as I used to. I’ve adapted to the new reality. I take joy in other things. When I do get to hang out on the sandy shores, I truly appreciate every moment.
Being joyful really is a question of attitude. Each day brings us things that are nice, and then the ones that aren’t so much so. The way I handle what comes really sets the tone. Life is also about alternation. There’s time to relax, and time to work towards paying for that time to relax. It’s my job to make every step a happy task.
Today I want to talk to you about something really special to my heart. I got to have an exquisite dinner offered by my dear friend Raquel whom I hadn’t seen in way too long. Raquel and her Sicilian-born husband Vince own a restaurant in Cape Coral, Southwestern Florida. Their place is called Gusto Cucina Italiana. Vince is the chef and Raquel welcomes you at the door with the kindest smile ever.
To start with, I savored some garlic bread with a glass Sicilian red wine. I’m somewhat of a wine connoisseur by now, you know my life in Paris and all – and that red was just awesome. After that we enjoyed the perfect size Ceasar salads, followed by the main course which for me was chicken marsala and for Sebastien linguini pescatori, in other words a generous plate of seafood pasta.
The time that I’ve spent watching Food Network has taught me that you know a high quality chef by their sauces. Vince subjugated my taste buds with the marsala sauce that came with my chicken. I had sliced potatoes and sautéed mushrooms along with my chicken. Sebastien finished off his dinner with a crème brulée. The Frenchie knows his desserts. He told me that he likes to finalize a yummy meal with that treat since it is rather light and almost like ice cream.
If you are in the area of Cape Coral, Fort Myers or Naples, I suggest you offer yourself a treat at Raquel and Vince’s little piece of food heaven. I know that I love my friend to the moon and back, but even with that, the food is authentic, real and just lovingly Sicilian.
Vince promised to make Sebastien some cheesecake – so we will definitely be back. Or maybe I’ll get to have them over at our place in Canada.
A new year is always a new, exciting beginning. I’m thankful for each year that rolls along. I’m grateful for little things that line up, one after the other. That’s where true happiness is found.
I went on a journey to find more relaxedness in my life last year. This year the same quest will continue. I long to counter the luring feelings of anxiety that sometimes try to pollute my otherwise happy outlook on life. We each have our challenges – and I know that mine is dealing with the restless thoughts that could hinder me did I not pay attention on dealing with them.
These pics are from the Intercoastal Waterway between Lantana and Lantana Beach, a hop up from Miami. Water is such a powerful element. I need it in my life. I was born in a city by water. I love gazing into the ocean horizon. It lets my dreams fly.
As the new year dawns, dreaming is important as well. Goals and plans push us forward and give us wings. I dream of vacations in the USA – home sweet home with so much to discover – but also important conversations around coffee with friends. I long to learn to appreciate every passing moment be it at work or at play.
Thank you my dear reader! Thank you for all these years of blogging since 2007. Thank you for appreciating what I create. Sharing it with you is what blogging is all about.
Hugs from Florida!
We had fun strolling down Clematis Street, the main action street in town. West Palm Beach is a small city with true Floridan charm. The ocean shore adds to the magic. There were luxurious yachts docked at the harbor. The sweetheart and I admired them and stopped to sit on a bench. The city had provided a lovely holiday décor. We also popped in a library on Clematis. If I lived in West Palm Beach, that library would definitely be my favorite hangout. They had cozy reading nooks and even a cafe.
It’s been a relaxed, laid back Christmas with all the simple and sweet essentials. I went to church. It was my first time at a Baptist church. I liked it. I went to Family Church in West Palm Beach. After that we had a small lunch, avocado and a glass of red wine for me. Following the meal, we went out for a long walk. I decided to go read by the water so I ventured out. We had dinner at 8 and just talked after that. Now I’m sitting in bed ready to chill some more…
We spent the day on Palm Beach. As we drove there, we passed by Donald Trump’s mansion. Needless to say that the police were there. Palm Beach is very luxurious. Palm trees are of abundance. I met some really nice folks down by the water. The waves were present but I dove in anyway.
In the evening we walked in Palm Beach and admired store windows of Chanel, Macy’s and well, you know, the Fifth Avenue crowd. The hubs and I talked about being rich, and agreed that as much as money is important, we were happy to be middle class. Appreciating what you have right now is the key to happiness.
Our hangout together also included Starbucks. We took the time to relax and enjoy the holiday spirit. It’s really precious just being able to kick back and be. Taking in the restful moments. Not having anywhere to go or things that need to get done. Just him and I. A yummy drink and love between us.