Sublime

here’s how you make it: Take 6 cups defrosted lima beans, 6 pears peeled and cut into slices, ½ cup molasses, ½ cup chicken stock, ½ onion chopped, put into a heavy casserole, cover and bake 12 hours at 200°. That’s the sort of food she loved to serve, something that looked like plain old baked beans and then turned out to have pears up its sleeve.

Only Arturo Caminada wept. Openly. Manly. For forty years he had served you as driver, handyman, man's man, as lover long ago for Gala, the wife you loved beyond the distance of touch or desire. For forty years he answered your call only to be omitted from the will so cleverly written to confuse and cretinize. A surrealist gesture.

Chez elle. Les yeux bandés j’aurais pu reconnaître l’endroit, rien qu’à l’odeur qui était partout. Son odeur. L’endroit témoignait bien de son existence enfiévrée, de sa perdition ; il faisait partie d’un tout, procédait du même désespoir. Un appartement sur Temple Street. Un appartement dans Los Angeles. Elle qui appartenait aux collines onduleuse

Hawaiians were “extraordinary eaters” and extraordinary dancers.9