Wednesday, August 23, 2006

flying time, confit, reunion

Looking at the time after a sociable lunch and finding that it is 5.30pm.

Confit of duck, crisped up after being removed from the fat in which it has been cooked and preserved, served with potatoes fried in the fat, and petits pois. A taste of the south west of France.

Meeting and eventually recognising someone whom you have previously only seen in fancy dress.

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