I ended up having cold steamed salmon, and a jicama and tomato salad with just sea salt, a squeeze of lime and a sprinkle of Nigerian cayenne. A handful of fresh figs for dessert, and a bottle of Evian. It was too hot for pasta!
Elle*
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You will hear thunder and remember me,
And think: she wanted storms. The rim
Of the sky will be the colour of hard crimson,
And your heart, as it was then, will be on fire.
Anna Akhmatova "White nights"
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