AN HOUR LATER it was time for the feast to begin. By now the wine had been flowing, both in the kitchen as well as on the terrace, and I had to be thankful that we’d finished with the knives long before we opened a bottle. I was also feeling very thankful that, cooking over, we could now sit back and watch someone else do the work. With my final carrot …
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