January 9, 2010

Twenty-neuf

Alvaro from Chile had been studying cooking in the north of France for six months when he met me in Barcelona. He opened his mouth to speak English, which he had studied and spoken for years, to find that it was tangled in French. I told him to use whichever word came first. And so he continued.

When I was petit…

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