…and the fish i was buying when i bumped into toby jones
it fell apart when i took it out because a) i cooked it for slightly too long and b) the fish slice has gone completely awol. kin great tho.
reminds me of this lunch i had near trafalgar after the second nicest birthday i’ve ever had:
after a difficult and stressful morning here (atlas mountains in the background)
Repost of an old tumblr entry, prompted by exchanging some mild pleasantries with Toby Jones this morning at the local market.
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