it's much less about fireworks and much more about a deep, soothing thrum of the place. {n}
st. john bread and wine: honest, good food, food i'd never had before, long, timeless conversation with old dear friends, in a room that doesn't impose a thing, interrupted only by a surprise mustard delivery from cornwall, and not without decapitating a fish: horrifying like handling porcelain good.
-yeh