Saturday, June 18, 2016

Amuse Bouche

We lunched upstairs at Botin’s. It is one of the best restaurants in the world. We had roast young suckling pig and drank rioja alta. Brett did not eat much. I ate a very big meal and drank three bottles of rioja alta.
‘How do you feel, Jake?’ Brett asked. ‘My God! what a meal you’ve eaten.’
‘I feel fine. Do you want a dessert?’
‘Lord, no.’

From Fiesta by Ernest Hemingway (1927)

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