One of the most pleasurable activities that I like to experience is dining on the waterfront, and how that sometimes reminds me of books, or rather, the locations in which these books take place.
There is a lake on a chain of lakes that Best Friend and I enjoy, for not only does it have the beauty and serenity that we like, but there is also a small out-of-the-way restaurant on its shores.
It is a simple place and nothing fancy at all about it. The white frame building is old – perhaps circa 1940s. There is a small bar and wooden tables scattered about the two dining rooms. Outside, there is a seating area that looks out over the piers and great expanse of lake waters. The menu itself is basic and reminiscent of home cooking and offerings of simple cocktails to wet your whistle.
Our usual spot is a table for two looking out towards the water. Sometimes we see fish jumping in arcs, playfully energetic. Occasionally, we spot water birds darting in and out of the water, looking for a meal or just sitting on the piers, wings outstretched and drying off.
There are always some sort of boats skimming the waters, some coming from the homes directly across on the other side, and some from another lake in the chain. When the boat captain ties the boat to the pier and the passengers alight, there usually is laughter and excitement as they come down the boardwalk and into the restaurant.
Over the speakers in the ceiling, music comes wafting in gently, loud enough to hear, yet soft enough to carry on conversations without yelling.
There is something calming about being near the water that takes away the stress and clamor of everyday life. Nothing else is important but the immediate experience and the topics of conversation at the table.
Indeed, this is one of my favorite ways to spend some wonderful time on a Saturday night. Not only do I benefit from the atmosphere and good friendship, it clears my mind a bit for writing – specifically to gather and clear my thoughts with the benefit of sparking some creativity with my writings.
Peace, calm, and a sort of escapism, of course. It is good to periodically break away from the world’s insanity otherwise.
©2022 Colcannon Metropolis, excerpt from “Dining at Chez Ersatz,” “Thoughts from the Terrace on a Rainy Day”