I think I was Italian in another life. I love Italy and I love Italian food. Pasta, tomatoes, cheese, wine: what gets better than that?
But, for my affection for all things Italian, there is a scarcity of Italian dishes on this blog. Not because T and I aren’t cooking Italian food, but because Italian nights always become a flurry of a little of this, a pinch of that, maybe three shakes of this one because we haven’t used it in a while. By the time we’re relaxing, quite content after an amazing meal, we couldn’t recreate the dish a second time ourselves, let alone write a recipe down. We do like it that way, it keeps things interesting and always just to our tastes at the moment, but this time, we decided it was high time to record one of the dishes.










