My friend
Ed first mentioned Honeysuckle Sorbet a couple of years or so ago.
The mere mention of the word honeysuckle always conjurs up a fleeting ethereal aroma, the smell of Chapel Hill on a cool summer morning around 6 AM. Actually, it's more specific than that--it brings to mind a specific morning, back when I was still living in my 291 sq ft
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