Constanza's last supper on the terrace. It didn't seem real. Champagne, chilled green garlic soup, prosciutto, saucisson, cornichons, potato and scallion salad...and little pot au chocolats- cream, dark chocolate and ground almonds. A perfect, dark blue evening, a ship honking in the harbour, the cat prowling above our heads, my friend's hours in New York counting down.
I will miss you.
XXXXXX :-)
ReplyDeleteMoi aussi, :-) sniff
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ReplyDeleteWhat a sophisticated menu....tres sophisticated. There is a glamour and panache to your blog. THis post is a perfect example. These glimpses of your life are like something out of a magazine...Town and Country, or Tatler...
More like Town and Mousetrap, Lavinia :-)
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