We’re working from home today. This means Johannes is at his desk in the living room, soldering something, and I’m at the dining table in the same room, making notes from Kristeva’s book on Hannah Arendt. It also means that we had this beauty for lunch, with the last of the gravlax. It’s basically a giant potato rösti but without the heavy duty frying work that rösti or latkes usually entail. It gets topped with the salmon, sliced onion and a herby mix of sour cream and cream cheese (what type of person has both of those in the fridge? I do.)