Tonight: braised oxtails with red wine sauce. Onions, scallions, garlic, cabarnet, beef broth. Hours and hours of simmering until the meat falls off the bone, until the meat and fat and broth slide between our lips, melt in our mouths. Hours of simmering until I melt in your mouth, spread myself for your pleasure, drip rich juice into the pan, scrape the bottom of the pot, gather the cracklings for gravy, thicken the sauce, pour my sin atop the creamy mound of garlic mashed potatoes, slide slowly across the plate. Supper is served.