Every once in awhile I manage to grasp the illusive afternoon nap.

Napping is an art that must be balanced to turn out right.  Not too long (just under an hour) and long enough to get into dream mode (45 minutes seems to be the best time).  It’s also best not to be in complete darkness, and a light breeze through the window = perfection.  Bonus points if you can hear the ocean.

You wake up easily like the sun rising with a slight smile, eyes puffy, stomach growling.

I love the times I manage to get it right.

Delish.