From page 64 of the book: "..."Is it ready?" Shanzenbach asked.
"Yes," she replied. "Pissaladiere for the three of you?"
"Thank you, God!" answered Shanzenbach, bringing both his palms together.
"And we'll have two bottles of the Domaine Tempier," added Ebert. To Owen, Ebert explained the Pissaladiere: A large, rectangular flatbread, topped with tomatoes, onions, black olives, garlic, and anchovies, and baked until forgotten. It was usually served with red wine.
"It's typical in the Vaucluse," Ebert confirmed.
"I like it already," said Owen.
"What do you think?" Shanzenbach placed placing his hand on Owen's arm. "She has the buttocks of an angel, but the strength of a bull. My God, I would like to fuck her while she is making the pissaladiere."
"Arthur!" exclaimed Ebert."
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