A poem a day for the month of April, National Poetry Writing Month |
| La Moulin de la Galette, Pastry Chef Renoir concocts a delicacy from another time, a Napoleon, "mille feuille", a thousand leaves, rich with the cream of humanity gathered close, layered with the intimacy from a touch, an embrace, the crush of a crowd where one must lean in to converse and savor words spoken over dance music served with a dash of romance. Generations and genders plated with a master chef's hand and presented with French panache. ~~ Judi Van Gorder _ La Moulin de la Galette Notes: ▶︎ |