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I miss the sea. Specifically, I miss Kare Kare, my spiritual home – scene of many defining moments in my life, happy and sad, and probably the first place I take anyone who visits me in New Zealand. I miss the sea at Koh Lanta in Thailand too – a much friendlier sea than on the tumultuous west coast of New Zealand and not nearly so majestic but languid, tepid, like bathwater left too long alone.
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I know you probably need a recipe for cheese toasties like you need a punch in the mouth but think of this as more of an homage to the simple perfection of them than as a directive and perhaps it will be easier to swallow (see what I did there?! No?…Hmph). Made with pancarré, the thin, crustless Italian sandwich bread for making tramezzini, or with a more robust loaf, a toastie suffuses me with the feeling that all is right with the world. Oozing cheese will do that to a girl.
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