Truly Bobliocentric

Delicious autumnal Boblio nights spent dreaming of soft cheese and soily reds.
In truth I eat Habitant and devour Julia and Jacques smut.

When the non-booty but buoyant salmons go up river soon,
I will be there to find one for gravlax.

Gravlax for the King and I!
Gravlax:
the gastronomic equivalent to a rock from Tiff's

But wait....
What about oysters?

Huitres:
the gastronomic equivalent to
A NAVY BLUE LONGCHAMP PLIAGE TOTE
+ long stem (classic plaid) Burberry Umbrella.

O!
O, vanity - - insanity.