I'd love to be part of this! Count me in
Duck, rare. With warm vegetables. Somewhere in France. The meat melted away on my tongue after putting it in my mouth. I have never tasted anything like it again.
Reading, writing, trying to focus on the bigger picture, as you are doing.
Music too, dancing alone while making dinner.
When none of the above work, i try sleeping, gaming or general avoidance until forced back into society.