"Here is your order," said the server as she finally brought our order.
"It is smelling heavenly," I said. The special is huge, roasting fish, crab soup, oysters, and many other things, which fill the whole table.
The server opened the bottle of wine and filled three glasses.
"To long life and great success," toasted Dyvar. "Happy birthday, Grandma," "Happy birthday, Prime Syvar," I wished as we clinked the glass.
"Thank you, dear. Prime Arys. Both of you have made my birthday special," replied the old woman.
I smiled and took a sip of the wine, and I have to say it's good. It's not complex that takes the journey, but simple that keeps you grounded.
I couldn't help but take another sip, which brought tears to my eyes. They noticed it, but didn't say anything.
A few moments later, I put the glass down and turned to the food.
