Posted by Loulou on Jul 24, 2014 | 5 comments

Gazpacho and I, waiting for the next course… Actually, it’s really The Breeze and We here in this little fishing village where, in summer, the soft, silky breezes (when they finally arrive!) waft over our little bodies (well, in my case) just after a lovely cold lunch of sardines garden tomatoes with olive oil and basil, sliced sweet onion, and...