“We begin every act of choice and avoidance from pleasure, and it is to pleasure that we return using our experience of pleasure as the criterion of every good thing”
Epicurus

I know you will probably find it hard to believe that a woman of such fine character as I could have any flaws, but let me assure you, it is true. In fact when I was a child, my own father couldn’t bear to dine with my siblings and I because we were so gauche as to eat with our mouths open, talking and laughing, accidentally spraying his person on occasion. Just the other day I chuckled as I tired of chasing a kernel of corn on my plate and I finally succumbed to picking it up with my fingers. I fear my manners are quite atrocious at times. Ah well, I was eating alone and enjoyed every bit of it. And I did use my napkin afterwards.