Wednesday, August 24, 2011


Sloppy food.

Brandywine from the roof, baguette from Sahadi's, basil from the terrace. Bread briefly toasted then rubbed with a clove of garlic, tomato piled on, salt and pepper, basil, a drip of olive oil.  Tasted like the perfect middle point of perfect summer afternoon, where nothing else matters beyond the next bite.


  1. Tomato, basil, virgin olive oil, and crusty bread-- always nirvana.

  2. Awesome stuff. I like what you have done with such limited space. And the view is beautiful.
    And I have tried but have never been able to grow strawberries like that.


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