It remains cool and rainy this week as midsummer strikes. Yes, the days are the longest. The birds are still singing too early for my taste. The garden is shooting out greenery like a rural factory. But the storms that swoop in from the Gulf de Gascogne like clockwork, all throughout the night, have dampened my enthusiasm for cooking …
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