"Voyaging through strange seas of thought, alone ..." William Wordsworth

29 April 2016

Love.


The smack and hum of the rich herring, soothed by the pork fat, lifted by the raw onion and capers. The calming structural black bread and the sense of wellbeing imparted by the schnapps. This writes itself. It is true love.

Fergus Henderson

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