Proserpina

I was soon bustling around in the kitchen and talking to my staff at the Centre in Japan. We had planned to set up a new center in one of the smaller towns, and there were logistical problems. My friend and erstwhile assistant, Alex Wu was beside himself, trying to do things on his own. I knew he would manage, but he was a person who sometimes needed to have his hand held.

Chicken taquitos served on a bed of lettuce topped with sauce, salsa and cheese; that was our dinner for tonight. I knew that my twins and Paddy relished it and I went about, preparing it with,...