Jun 20
5 min read
The Meal I’ll Never Have Again
In memory of my dad — and his smoked salmon.
There’s one meal I’ll never repeat.
It was a couple of days before Midsummer, and I was visiting my dad in Finland with my ex-boyfriend. We’d been living in Argentina for two and a half years then.
Dad was a fantastic cook, and he always prepared whatever food we wanted as kids. As…
