Airs

“The fluff of cherry blossoms is more sparse now, the flowers single rather than double and somehow more beautiful, with less pressure to perform.”
― Nigel Slater, A Thousand Feasts: Small Moments of Joy… A Memoir of Sorts

“It was cozy in the manner of all such country establishments from England to Russia, a wash of shadows and firelight, crowded with bodies and cooking smells, its ceiling held up by what looked like driftwood logs. Above the bar, where one might find a pair of antlers on the continent, there hung instead the tremendous mandible of a whale.”
― Heather Fawcett, Emily Wilde's Encyclopaedia of Faeries

“Eating rosewater ice cream from a shop in Beirut whose walls are riddled with bullet holes.”
― Nigel Slater, A Thousand Feasts: Small Moments of Joy… A Memoir of Sorts

“Making meals for them all was Irini Georgiou's refuge, but when the cooking was completed and the meal had been served and eaten and every knife and fork put away, her sadness would still be waiting for her, like a coat hanging on the back of the door.”
― Victoria Hislop, The Sunrise