It's a perfectly pleasant 28C in Manhattan,right about now (sigh) and if I was at my dear friend Rosalind's, I would be sitting on her balcony in Tribeca, gossiping, and if it was a perfect world, enjoying a nectar granita with orange blossom cream. This is summer in dessert. Light, lovely and all other world in its simple perfection.
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