In today's adventure in word clouds, we've clouded a number of Ruth Reichl's recent tweets. Imagine if Bashō and Paul Bocuse met for breakfast. It is a perfect spring morning, of course, somewhere utterly bucolic. And the conversation — what little of it there would be in this minimalist haiku world — runs to birdsong. Also, perhaps, deer and pie. If you look closely, you'll see among the jigsaw a few more fun nouns, our favorites being “squirrel” and “matzo.”

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