A witches' feast is held once a month at a certain location in Kobe.
The attendees' nationalities, occupations, and personalities vary widely. Age is unknown and background is irrelevant. If pressed to describe them,
"women who appreciate the finer things."
Whether it's taste, sound, color, language, calligraphy, paintings, antiques, history, figures, literature, or performing arts.
Every conceivable topic arises.
The list is endless: ancient to modern, East to West, politics, economics, space science, brain science, Noh theater, Kabuki, painting, music, and more.
And, since it's a feast, there is food.
Beautiful dishes are made with seasonal ingredients, and the same dish hasn't been served in years.
However, if something is so delicious that someone pleads, "Please, that again!", she gladly oblige.
The quality of the food and seasonal table settings is so high that we'll never want to eat out again.
We toast with sparkling drinks and then enjoy soup, hors d'oeuvres, salad, cheese, the main course, and dessert.
It's the perfect full course.
The wine pairings for each dish are superb and never miss the mark.
What's truly wonderful is how the menu caters to beauty and health.
While the dishes are insatiably delicious, they are low in salt, rich without being heavy, and packed with vegetables and aromatics. The desserts are incredibly satisfying without being overly sweet.
Sighs escape, accompanied by murmurs of "Ahhh...bliss."
Satisfaction and happiness seem contagious.
The amplified happiness aura, multiplied by the number of people, expands everywhere.
When delicious food and wine are involved, the chatter never ends.
This goes way beyond Japanese saying, "Three women together make a lot of noise."
The witches further polish themselves with the nutrients and information gained at this feast, ready to fly off again.
Happiness is made of eating and talking.