Time to flip the top off the first Abt of the day. Dolores is still busy fiddling with the first food in the kitchen. Only vicarious food, courtesy of Jamie Oliver.
What can I say? Abt goes with everything from cheese to divorce. Its essential Abtiness is the perfect counterpoint to anythingness. So why shouldn't it go with Jamie?
We're having gammon for Christmas din. What goes with that? Bitterness and recriminations? Or maybe a nice dry sherry. Or Abt. That goes with anything.
Stratford-upon-Avon, 1946: a Summer’s Night Dream - I am standing today at a gravestone in Trinity church. Sixteen feet below me lies the greatest writing man that ever lived. If this story is better than us...
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