"Oh, don't tell me you're one of those! I hate food trends," replied Gus, albeit pleasantly. "Sunchokes, pomegranate, Meyer lemons, figs, foams- every year something new sweeps the foodies and it's eaten passionately and then practically abandoned. It's irresponsible to the palate."
"I love Meyer lemons," insisted Oliver.
"So do I," agreed Gus. "But I refuse to be a slave to food fashion."
"What's your motto, then?"
"Fresh. It's all about fresh," said Gus, her eyes beginning to sparkle. She bought an artichoke up to eye level. "What could we do with this?"
"Hearts with fresh pasta, cream sauce, and a dash of nutmeg," he said. "Or herbed in a tart with shavings of fontina."/>

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" So what's your favorite food trend?" he asked.
"Oh, don't tell me you're one of those! I hate food trends," replied Gus, albeit pleasantly. "Sunchokes, pomegranate, Meyer lemons, figs, foams- every year something new sweeps the foodies and it's eaten passionately and then practically abandoned. It's irresponsible to the palate."
"I love Meyer lemons," insisted Oliver.
"So do I," agreed Gus. "But I refuse to be a slave to food fashion."
"What's your motto, then?"
"Fresh. It's all about fresh," said Gus, her eyes beginning to sparkle. She bought an artichoke up to eye level. "What could we do with this?"
"Hearts with fresh pasta, cream sauce, and a dash of nutmeg," he said. "Or herbed in a tart with shavings of fontina. "

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Kate Jacobs quote : So what's your favorite food trend?"Oh, don't tell me you're one of those! I hate food trends," replied Gus, albeit pleasantly. "Sunchokes, pomegranate, Meyer lemons, figs, foams- every year something new sweeps the foodies and it's eaten passionately and then practically abandoned. It's irresponsible to the palate."
"I love Meyer lemons," insisted Oliver.
"So do I," agreed Gus. "But I refuse to be a slave to food fashion."
"What's your motto, then?"
"Fresh. It's all about fresh," said Gus, her eyes beginning to sparkle. She bought an artichoke up to eye level. "What could we do with this?"
"Hearts with fresh pasta, cream sauce, and a dash of nutmeg," he said. "Or herbed in a tart with shavings of fontina." style="width:100%;margin:20px 0;"/>