Wednesday, 4 April 2007

Salt

Taste.

Flavour.

Smack.

Piquancy.

However you interpret it, you need it or life can be tasteless and unsatisfactory.

Your salt may be a touch of harmless mischievousness in the office (not a pinch I suggest), or it may be an occasional tub (like a pinch -­ a small quantity) of Cherry Garcia ice-cream once in a blue.

Or it may be a piece of Roquefort once a quarter.

Or a visit to a concert.

Or a poem to your wife.

Or a song to your daughter.

You know.

Salt.

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