Today's NY Times restaurant review by Sam Sifton has a phrase so lovely (see headline) that it is getting its own post. Here it is in context:
Here are sardines marinated in slick oil and pungent vinegar, with toasted pine nuts for texture and white raisins to bridge the sour and sweet. Iberico ham with grilled pan con tomate — a dish seemingly made of time and water and sun, happy pigs and spitting fires...
The restaurant under review is Boulud Sud near Columbus Circle in NY. I've never been there but that's not the point of this post. It's just the sublime writing. Nice work, Senor Sifton.