One slice of this luxurious deep dish caramel pear pie is a perfect dessert. With fresh pears tossed in a creamy caramel sauce, a simple crust, and the crunchy pecan topping, it is a must try sweet.
Slamming plates being piled into the busboys wash basin, town gossip, and frazzled waitresses were hustling back and forth serving scrambled eggs and French toast. They looked miserable and were complaining amongst themselves over slow tips not out of earshot. The tables were turning over quickly and more families piled in. The whole experience was busy, loud, and not at all relaxing after a long solo run. Watching everyone while eating my cold biscuit, no one was happy. People were just eating forkfuls hurriedly while waitresses would ignore empty cups and drop checks to get the next family in. The rushed service and sour moods probably affecting the tips which only further the already overworked and stressed waitresses moods. It seemed an awful cycle, at least for that day and I decided to cut my coffee break short.
Later that week, heading out to dinner, I decided I was yearning for an experience that wasn’t rushed. A dinner where we could spend time laughing and talking at a calmer pace between meals, truly appreciating each others company over a good meal. I was immediately reminded of a lunch I enjoyed in Vienna that took nearly 3 hours. It wasn’t huge, or even extravagant (though the food was amazing), but it was slow. The wait staff never urged us on, even at times disappearing without a word while the four of us chatted over wine. While dining, I looked around taking the scenery in. The people were smiling and talking with the company of family and friends. The waitstaff was polite and never pushy. Most of all, rarely anyone was on a phone, except for the occasional check.
The whole moment felt like such a treat. A step outside of the norm and an experience, not just a hurried meal. It was a luxury and I savored every minute of it.
On the weeknights, things are rushed and hectic. We are coming in from work and decompressing, tired, and hungry. It’s a rush to turn out a meal quickly let alone take the pauses needed to actually appreciate it. But it’s an experiance I am going to strive to recreate at home. To slow down and relish. To fight the drive to rush through but rather to remember that it’s those simple prolonged moments smiling around a meal together that are really the experiances we are all looking for. An effort to slow down and enjoy.