Bingo!For Cinco de Mayo, we had Brooklyn-Mex: chorizo quesadillas, baked rice and beans, guacamole, and cerveza. T, just having returned from Paris -- where I’m pretty sure they’ve long forgotten the ignominy of the Battle of Puebla -- brought some chocolate in the shape of a sardine. O la la, this came with a tiny booklet from Michel Cluizel, in which the product is described, so French, as “sleek and racy.” Like a fast fish. Actually, with a nod to Melville, I mean a loose fish.
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