Tuesday, 26 September 2017


A while ago, I put one clove of garlic into some earth. Just one small clove. Yesterday, I pulled it up again and it had multiplied into this:

Not the plate, just the object on it, but still.

More prosaically, I suppose, I then chopped it up and mixed it with tomatoes and chilli and parmesan and some olive oil my friend had made in Italy and ate the whole lot with spaghetti. Which is not at all magic for those I live with.

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