There’s a slowness in the motions. No fast chewing or gulping. Time stands still between bites. Conversation, laughter, chatting. A leisurely relaxed aura permeates the air space. Whether we’re sitting at the dining room table, at an outdoor café or a restaurant, it’s magical. There’s simply something romantic and ethereal about the entire experience of food and eating. Probably the person I love to watch eat most is Frenchie. And, second? My husband, Ben.