I felt like I had been punched in the gut. Suddenly, through unfiltered, raw emotion, I felt, quite frankly, like a cold-blooded murderer waking up to the reality of what he had done. I nearly threw up.
This year I am going to have a second holiday meal... in the late evening... at a wonderful Italian restaurant. Not that I will be hungry, but I want to support the new chef there, who has initiated a series of startling 'concept dinners.'