"a puddle of butter, wine, garlic and parsley" -- not a bad place to be.
At first I thought to write " a sea of butter..." and then I thought to write "a pond of butter...". Finally, I landed on puddle.
A glimpse into your magical thought process. Thank you. I like the sound of the two words together.
I love the poetry of your words but my stomach is rumbling with the idea of taking a mouthful.
It was hard to eat them slowly as well.
A beautiful and delicious dish to follow the mussels.
And yet more to follow even after that :)
Ok I think that's the most beautiful dish I've ever seen. I could eat it ALL all all.
It never fails... my tummy rumbles seeing your photos. I love the book you are reading. Beverly Nichols is a gem.
:) It is a very good book. I'm mesmerized by it at the moment.
I suddenly feel starved! - looks so good.
Every time I think back on that meal I feel the same way.
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