03/09/2011

I find it incredibly difficult to let my. Truffle go. It is heart shaped. Am meant to be meeting a man by the ferry to do the deal. They are my treasure. I have jars
He does not want to go. The deal is complicated by the ferry and the. Nice weather and consequent traffic so the dealer suggests I hand it to the oyster fisherman but he doesn't answer his phone. This truffle has taken on his own personality. Lore. This truffle made my best friend turn heels and walk out of my house. It made a man tap me on the nose with such familiarity and affection that his wife turned away. And now he sits beating in my fridge. A part of me.
Sasha, that looks like , the one of our English Queens, some people call it the uncinatum, whatever, its value is greater, Maybe its because your warmer by the sea, yesterday, Brenda found one in hampshire but left it to ripen.