That evening, I had arranged dinner for six at home to celebrate everyone being back in Miami after the summer. My husband and I take hosting seriously enough to leave the cooking to someone qualified, so Quentin was in the kitchen. I had planned the menu with great care, something simple but spectacular in the details: fresh burrata and vegetable carpa…
The Six Spoons Theory
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