Cooking for one is easy, with leftovers. So often, it’s just a warm up.
Long ago, home at 2 or 3 AM, after a part time gig with a client who was willing to pay me for tech stuff nobody else would touch, trying to keep a blown up life together, I’d find a note, about dinner, warm in the oven. And tonight, putting that into the oven to warm, I was back in Paris and her smile.
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