I bought a packet of Beef Bourgongne Dressing from Tesco, not really knowing what to do with it then. I came back from the talk in LSE just like the old days, not really hungry but thinking I should do something for lunch tomorrow. Remembering the packet and some leftover red wine from the housekeeping abuse party last Friday, I start to make my version of Beef Bourgongne.
The moment I poured the red wine into the boiling pot, the aroma of wine and bouquet of herb (I only have thyme) rushed into the air, wow, that smell brought back a lot of memory. I made my first beef bourgongne with my ex-boy friend, that's almost 7 years ago. How strangely smells can invoke such a distant memory.
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