Sublime

He prepared himself a meal: radishes in a saucer with Maldon salt and grassy olive oil; good rye bread, and red wine poured with the pleasure of a man who’s elected to sin.

could tell you all about it. Gertrude Stein

‘No, not strudels, I agree. That would be going too far. But there’s one they all talk about. It begins with a G. Sounds like guggle . . . Guglhupf or something.’ Violet put down her cup. ‘Buy it in from the Continental Bakery, you mean?’ ‘Certainly not. There is no question of anything being bought in. But I did just glance at the recipe when I wa