In the warm glow of our humble dine,
We gathered round, a merry band of nine,
To savor each bite, a culinary find.
The tablecloth, a tapestry of white,
Adorned with vases, full of blooming delight,
Candles flickered bright, casting a warm light,
As we settled in for a night so right.
The aroma of roasting meat, so sweet and true,
Wafted from the kitchen, a savory hue,
Our mouths watered, our stomachs did growl,
In anticipation of the feast to come.
The soup, a velvety smooth delight,
Creamy and rich, with flavors so bright,
The salad, a colorful symphony,
A medley of textures, a true gastronomic spree.
The main course, a culinary dream,
A tender filet, cooked to perfection, it seemed,
Gracefully served, with a flourish of flair,
Our taste buds danced, beyond compare.
The dessert, a sweet serenade,
A chorus of flavors, a symphony played,
The cheese and fruit, a perfect pair,
A finale to a meal, so rare and fair.
The evening, a time to share and delight,
A feast for the senses, a true delight,
A love of food, a love of friends,
A night to remember, until the end.