Tomatoes that still have the taste of a season just gone. Cheese so fresh that to do anything more than a marrying of bread would be unwise.
This week is a pause while I lose myself between simple mouthfuls. La dolce vita calls.
Tomatoes that still have the taste of a season just gone. Cheese so fresh that to do anything more than a marrying of bread would be unwise.
This week is a pause while I lose myself between simple mouthfuls. La dolce vita calls.
Cheese, bread and tomatoes…done properly they are perfect aren’t they?
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