The day ended, indeed the month itself staggered to its conclusion, on the highest possible note in this household. After a tough day I was revived by no fewer than two bowls of Noi's trusty lentil soup, accompanied by crusty bread of such perfection that it beggars description. (Actually, I'm easily beggared on the descriptive front preferring to avoid putting into words an experience that transcends language.)
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