My mother once said to me that "guilt was a waste of energy." I tried to remember that the other day when my friends Bobby and Dannette Stucky were visiting NYC and I stole an hour and fifteen minutes to sit down with them here at the Bar Room at The Modern (where I work). We had a date for noon. Extricating myself from the cellar (we were in the middle of moving the entire cellar from one room to another)I found myself sitting down to break bread and have a 1/2 glass of wine with friends...aah. It is afterall what we are in business for correct? That wonderful combination of good food, wine and company. As we visited and I sipped on a delicious glass of Chidaine Montlouis with our scrumptious tarte flambe I was very happy. I reflected after that stolen lunch break that it is too bad that a) it happens so rarely and b) I felt somewhat guilty about it. Someone asked me "How often does it happen?" I had to answer that other than wine business lunches probably every ten years. Now that is sad!