Came across an ad for taste of atlanta today, and it reminded me of another perfect day. So vividly, in fact, that I was kind of bursting with the memory. Figured I'd write it down. Sudiptya, one of the few people I know who loves chocolate as much as I do, and I went to a world of chocolate tasting thing in Cleveland one day. We rode the RTA down to tower city and devoured, among other things, some of the best, richest, most velvety truffles I have ever enjoyed. Riding the RTA back we weren't paying much attention and got off at the wrong stop, the one on the south side of campus instead of north side, where we lived. It was a cold Cleveland day, but for once, the sky was clear and blue. So we didn't mind walking across campus. Nothing particularly spectacular happened that day...I just remember it as a truly beautiful day of good food and good conversation. Perfection.