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“Before we leave the atelier, Garrance reaches into her purse and pulls out a small black metal container from it. "Kate, this is for the restaurant. Open it." I take the oval tin and lift the lid to find strands of saffron glowing red. In fact, all of our faces sparkle from the light. "It's the finest of saffron, from Kashmir, worth its weight in gold," she continues, her eyes twinkling. "I'm expecting you'll use it wisely to create something magical." "Today was magic," I say, kissing her cheek. "Merci pour tout." "This is only the beginning," she says.” — Samantha Verant
Before we leave the atelier, Garrance reaches into her purse and pulls out a small black metal container from it. "Kate, this is for the restaurant. Open it."
I take the oval tin and lift the lid to find strands of saffron glowing red. In fact, all of our faces sparkle from the light.
"It's the finest of saffron, from Kashmir, worth its weight in gold," she continues, her eyes twinkling. "I'm expecting you'll use it wisely to create something magical."
"Today was magic," I say, kissing her cheek. "Merci pour tout."
"This is only the beginning," she says.