Someone mistakes simplicity with banality.
Perfect simplicity is never banal, while artificial complexity and compulsory search for originality often are.
In all artistic disciplines simplicity supported by accuracy and creativity produces the most valuable effects.
In this case I have found an excellent means to enjoy the remains of summer in two very simple elements.
A fresh salad and a quite unpretentious book of pure entertainment, without any intellectual pretention.
Simplicity...
But simplicity based on quality and accuracy.
The salad is made of all just picked up vegetables from our kitchen garden, only the olive oil and the salt are not “home produced”.
The tomatoes are peeled and all the seed have been taken away before cutting them in small cubes.
The eggplants have been grilled separately, after remaining for a while, salted, to let their bitter liquid go out.
The basil was cut with scissors, not minced.
The book is a kind of detective story, an easy reading, but it’s rather original and the characters have nuances, without being too stereotyped.
In the background summer fades way slowly....