Drinks

‘Look at the elder trees,’ I said to Itamar. ‘They are just starting to blossom. I can’t wait until we can start picking.’

He looked back at me. ‘You know what this means?’

‘Of course I do. It means we get elderflower cordial back on the menu, my absolute favourite drink of all time.’

‘Yes that, but also do you realise this means it has been a year?’

I paused. It had. A whole year in our little restaurant had just passed by. It had somehow felt like both the shortest year of our lives and the longest.