White pantsuit dream

M and I were shopping at this old weird labyrinthian general store. On the way to the back of the store, we passed through this wide hallway that had a single couch on which a photographer was lounging and advertising his trade. He asked M if she wanted to capture on film her excellent attire, her very clean cut white pantsuit. She accepted. While we were chatting with the man, he mentioned that he really likes his Lazaro salad (basically a garden salad with polenta mixed in) which always gives him a pick-me-up on hangover mornings.