JOST A MON

The idle ramblings of a Jack of some trades, Master of none

The dish of the day was a splendid roast guinea fowl cooked in sea-salt, with a chickpea purée. Lola ordered it without thinking twice. Ingrid had gone for a seared steak tartare with French fries.

Dominique Sylvain, The Dark Angel.

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