Letter from Laura (July, 2024)
Cuisine spontanée, cucina povera, the jet-lag trick, and more...
I’m home again and have finally shaken off the jet lag, which, unusually, hit me harder coming back across the Atlantic than it did going the other way. Call me crackers, but the only explanation is that, before leaving for Paris, I did the barefoot-walk-on-the-bare-ground trick (i.e., walking barefoot on the lawn for at l…