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Who are you? She asked silently, as she laid away the collector's quotations, his drawings, his scraps of famous poetry: "Come live with me and be my love..." interleaved with menus: 'oysters, fish stew, tortoise in its shell, bread from the oven, honey from the honeycomb.' The books were unsplattered but much fingered, their pages soft with turning and re-turning, like collections of old fairy tales. Often Jess thought of Rapunzel and golden apples and enchanted gardens. She thought of Ovid, an
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― The Cookbook Collector
― The Cookbook Collector
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I hate eating shrimp or prawns or anything like that. They are Chewing Gum of the Sea. You chew and chew for what seems like half an hour. Then, if you manage to actually bite into the damn stuff, this cold jet of fishy liquid squirts into your mouth and down your throat. Nauseating.
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