For some reason, this same host seemed to always delight in watching me devour food and drink. The wine glass was never allowed to go empty as was my plate. On another occasion, at one of Montreal's finest restaurants he discovered that I loved oysters on the half shell as much as he did. That's all he needed, plates of them kept coming until the poor waiter finally came to the table holding a plate with far less than the usual dozen. He explained apologetically that this was all the kitchen had left and that these were on the house.
Why is it that we remember these things as clearly as if it were yesterday. We certainly don't remember the pains of past tooth aches that well. Conditioned I guess to block out the bad and remember the good. I remember the home runs I hit, but for the like of me I don't seem to remember the times I struck out.
It is truly amazing how much information we have at our disposal in that thing sitting on our shoulders. Watching programs like Jeopardy I will at times come up with a correct answer that I have no idea why I should know. How is it possible for us to recall things that occurred fifty and sixty years ago. Look at all the experiences we've had during those years, and yet we're able to not only remember conversations, but even create visual pictures of things that happened so long ago. What a creation the human brain is. I wonder how big a computer hard drive would have to be to hold it all.
Oops! Just forgot something..........see ya!