The Weight of a Name

"Since six," Camila said.

"What's in it?"

"Lamb shoulder, preserved lemon, olives, a soffritto I built yesterday, and something I'm not going to explain until it's on the table."

Sylvia was quiet for a moment.

"I brought croissants," she said.

"I saw," Camila said. "The good ones from the place on Sixty-Third."

"You know it?"

"I've been buying from them since before the patisserie opened the secon