My fellow students are much younger than me and frighteningly competent. On Thursday I was invited to dinner by one of them.
out of her tiny kitchen she conjured
squash with walnuts and pomegranate
roast new potatoes with fig
fig and kale stuffing
ten of us hunched around the coffee table each armed with a single utensil and an item that could serve as a plate and we devoured this feast
when we couldn't eat anymore, the coffee table was cleared and a perfectly square Austrian cake appeared: layers of chocolate sponge alternated with layers of chocolate cream and topped with a slick of molten coffee/chocolate.
utensils were rinsed, we crouched, encircled the cake, then spooned/forked (sporked?) this glory directly into our greedy mouths
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