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& slipped down your throat & nestled in your stomach like -- I don't know what.

Then two delicately broiled chops with crisp lettuce & cucumber salad/olive oil or something like that; not the rank yellow axile [[axel]] greese [[grease]] commonly got for salad) -- and (this would have pleased you) peach ice cream, full of fresh frozen peaches (my! my!)

I felt very selfish eating all this alone & wished you were with me.  Tried to comfort myself with the thought that you could not