I think Etta James figures in the idea of romance for many. We relate to the longing in her voice, to the love found and lost in her lyrics.
We feel her music in our bones.
A while back, I told a story of how Etta James was part of our romance. It was in a Six Burners food post.
And somehow, even that was romantic.
Today, I’m going to imagine sharing Sunday brunch with Miss Etta, that gravelly voice breaking into a chuckle at a slightly bawdy joke.