Sometimes, when I have dinner there, my lovely friend Mimi puts out a dish of small sliced cucumbers and a dish of salt, as a snack. That's all. It is such a simple thing that one rarely considers it. But for a quick crunch and clear flavours, it is perfect. So I remember to do it at home, too, even as cucumber season on the roof is months away...But radishes have been planted. These come from Mr Lee's.
What gift of food does one bear to the new mother, the new father, the small brother who must accept a smaller rival?
Something delicate and strengthening, something strong and bracing, something entirely distracting...