A simple dinner this evening of Chicken and Broccoli Pasta
with flecks of freshly cut chilli and a generous spoonful of grated Parmesan
stirred in. A glass of white wine makes a refreshing side.
I’ve been having some discussion over the last couple of
days about the meaning of déjà vu. The semantic being isn’t this just a fancy
term for remembering things? Or full realisation of things half remembered? But
even it is the latter, isn’t this just remembering? It’s something I’ve thought
about today and come to what I believe to be a suitable definition:
"The moment when subconscious memory suddenly becomes conscious"
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| Chicken and broccoli pasta with white wine |
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