Ajax
"I'd like the lunch date today if that's okay."
"Sure. Pick me up at my room at noon?" Celeste says with a smile.
I look at my watch. "So that gives me over an hour? I can work with that. I'm going to go ahead and step out while you're finishing up. Is that okay?"
"Of course. I'll see you in a bit."
I leave Celeste's room and head straight for the kitchen. My initial thought is to take her for a picnic so that we can have some quiet, private time. First, I need to toast thick slices of baguette for the bruschetta. While that works I make the bruschetta itself. I put a simple antipasto platter together in some Tupperware and some sliced fruit in another. I wrap the bread in a cloth napkin and take out the picnic basket. I pack all the food, a couple bottles of water, a bottle of w
