Sugar, coffee, rose petals
Very ripe bananas fried in white rum
for its opposite, conditional love, does not exist.
Besides the bananas, I knew the asparagus was reaching a critical stage, and the shiso, and the stripped German tomato, and the asparagus. Olives, however, seem inmortal.
Much of it was spent sorting out fresh ingredients, and trying to use the rest, before it is too late for any level of joy with them. Small Bananas
I just took a deep breath of joy