Saturday, June 06, 2009

Honey comb


Elisabeth had the first raspberries of the season from local growers but she also had a pan of honey still in its comb and quickly cut off a small piece for me. It is waiting, its scent pervading the room, to be spread on pancakes tomorrow morning or perhaps on bread made with chestnut flour and with a thick crust baked in a wood oven or both.

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