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It's a funny thing, returning to the place you grew up. Time brings inevitable change; separation tinges the familiar with a slightly foreign hue. You feel suspended in a strange limbo, being both out of place, and at home, at once. But inside that...

"You can't trust water. Even a straight stick turns crooked in it." - W.C. Fields
Water. A capricious substance lacking consistent shape or color. Both reflective and transparent. Equally strong and still.
Mirrored on its surface, the physical loses its materiality, shifting instead into an amorphous mess of melted colors. Patterns are built upon transience, arrested for an instant before flowing into endlessly new designs....

Summer is an unrelenting spell of bounty, from the soil, from the sea. It's a time where you find yourself up to the gils in edibles so fresh, all they require is a little finesse (typically nothing more than a little salt and olive oil) to make them...

Sketches. I've been cooking sans recipes a lot lately, so I apologize that I can't offer precise measurements, but nonetheless want to give you a jumping-off point for the photos above. Trust in the ingredients, they will guide you. From top to bottom...