I go to the market with a straw bag that Tommaso gave me for my birthday last year: on the one hand, it matches my feelings when I shop at the market, as if I were the protagonist of a Joanne...
I like bulbs in a pot: they bloom slowly and, one morning, the smell of spring floods the kitchen. I adore dark chocolate, a crafted bar with salt crystals wrapped in a colourful paper. I like a book, because with that...
There was a time, before meeting Tommaso, when I would try new recipes with dedication and then I would come here on the blog to tell you everything about them. They look like past geological eras, yet I’m speaking of a...
