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Blink: The Power of Thinking Without ThinkingCiville had a salad, followed by risotto with Prince Edward Island mussels and Manila clams, finished with squid ink. (At Le Madri, rare is the dish that is not БЂњfinishedБЂ«in some way or adorned with some kind of БЂњreduction.БЂ«) After we ordered, the waiter brought Heylmun a spoon for her soup. Civille held up her hand for another. БЂњWe share everything,БЂ«she informed him. БЂњYou should see us when we go out with a group of Sensory people,БЂ«Heylmun said. БЂњWe take our bread plates and pass them around. What you get back is half your meal and a little bit of everyone elseБЂ™s.БЂ«The soup came. The two of them dug in. БЂњOh, itБЂ™s fabulous,БЂ«Civille said and cast her eyes heavenward. She handed me her spoon. БЂњTaste it.БЂ«Heylmun and Civille both ate with small, quick bites, and as they ate they talked, interrupting each other like old friends, jumping from topic to topic. They were very funny and talked very quickly. But the talking never overwhelmed the eating. The opposite was true: they seemed to talk only to heighten their anticipation of the next bite, and when the next bite came, their faces took on a look of utter absorption ...» |
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