Geese, an evening in the kitchen and caramel.

1. When I open the window first thing, I hear geese in flight honking to each other.

2. Clear bubbles are rising in my pan of sugar, Neil Martin is chatting with a Dubliners tribute act and Nick is spotting planets through the open back door.

3. After all that careful mixing of boiling sugar and cooling and measuring, yes, I can taste caramel in the finished cake.

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