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- Why I Deserved A Glass Of Wine At 2:30pm, Or, Living Without Maillard
Lately, I’ve asked myself how the World Wide Web would react if I were to turn the focus of this blog from food and cooking to the strange, slowly unfolding joy of combining mailing address and material possessions with one beloved other. A photo of him, aged a distant 24, is pinned to our fridge […]
