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All in Pasta
There’s a small place in Bologna called Bar Paolo where you can sit at the bar and order a cocktail that will make your head spin or a simple dinner that will remind you that all is right with the world.
So last night not only did I have five Italians at my dinner table, I had five Italians from Bologna at my dinner table. Since one such Italian was the wine importer (see photo of table below), events are a bit fuzzy.
I’m going to be brief today thanks to yesterday’s 5 bottles of wine. And though I should probably not be staring into an abnormally blinding computer screen in my condition,
Maybe you know someone who really has fallen in love over a plate of spaghetti and meatballs or been swept away by an aphrodisiacly absurd chocolate cake. And I’m sure it’s possible.
Oh, comfort food! Is there anything more befitting that name than pasta in a creamy, cheesy sauce?
Though Francesco and I normally breeze through life surrounded by heart-shaped bubbles and flower petals falling at our feet, we, like every other couple, have our share of kerfuffles.
Sydney is to Thai restaurants what New York City is to hot dog stands. They’re everywhere.
Things are a little hectic around here. It’s almost midnight and there’s a cake in the oven (yes, that one.
Guanciale, pecorino romano, tomato puree, chili flakes, wine, and bucatini: everything you need to make the perfect amatriciana.
Due to the positive response to yesterday’s post, I’ve decided to put aside a little time to celebrate figs. Known only as the sticky sweet interior of Fig Newtons (named after my hometown!) to most of us, figs are an ancient
The first time I had this dish it almost killed me. It was a hot summer night in Rome. Francesco and I were still in the wooing stage of things, and I was still apt to impress him with my taste for fine whiskey (which I hate) and ability to wander museums for loooong stretches (which I don’t possess)
Though I mentioned my dad in the about section of this blog, my mom has made a huge impact on my cooking. Which makes for really interesting results considering how different her cooking style –
