606 My Girlfriend's Super Picnic

It was a very calm and pleasant day. I was hungry but I wasn't hunting. I was sitting on a picnic blanket, waiting for my girlfriend to lay out all the food. It was all high quality food I wouldn't expect to get anywhere else.

There was crispy bacon. All of it was crispy and delicious. There were burgers with crispy bacon, swiss and edam cheese and some sweet spicy sauce. There were chips, loaded with beef mince, grated cheese and chili with a bit of a kick. There was egg fried rice with bits of crispy pulled pork and bits of mushroom and green onion. There was pizza with crispy slices of Irish breakfast sausage and crispy pieces of bacon along with deliciously melty cheese and a garlic oil base. There were pancake crepes with lemon juice and sugar. There was leftover beef casserole with carrots. There were corned and roast beef white bread sandwiches cut into triangles. There was a selection of fizzy drinks like cola, orange, lemon & lime, tangerine, pineapple and mango, blackcurrant, all with full sugar and no sweeteners. There were honey spare ribs. There were minty chocolates. There was raspberry and cream sponge cake. There was raspberry and white chocolate cheesecake. There were jam doughnuts.

In other words, I didn't want for anything. All was prepared and provided by my amazing girlfriend. She sat next to me and we began eating.

I looked at the beautiful countryside around us. It was ours to behold.

I thought about life in the city. I thought about how I would have to go to several different restaurants for something I liked and risk the chance of something horrible like floppy smoked bacon. Today, all I had to do was sit on this blanket to have what I wanted, even though there was no restaurant around for miles. She was better than any waitress in any restaurant. I didn't have to put up with forced smiles, paying extra for tea and putting up with non-refrigerated milk. I was here with my girlfriend, who would pamper me until I was flat on my back after eating too much and she would gently force feed me milk from her big breasts.