The beach is probably my favorite place to be. Give me the ocean, warmth and a breeze, and that’s pretty much all I need. (If you happen to toss in some grilled fish and a handful of kettle-cooked potato chips, I’ll know I’ve died and gone to heaven.)
Unfortunately, I don’t live very near a beach – and a house in the Hamptons is not in the works. So, when the weather gets nice, I make do with patio dining. Amazingly, on my recent visit to Copenhagen, despite weather in the 40s, the sun (together with patio heat lamps and blankets) made it possible for my husband and I to share a few meals outdoors. Not the ocean, but I was just as happy all the same. (And this kind of civilized dining had one advantage, too. I didn’t get sand in my shoes!)
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