A rather romantic stroll in the market

I have an idealistic view of the culinary world that thankfully I can spend all I want (and all day in my head) where I visit romantic European outdoor markets and country stalls in my dreams. The idea of fresh fruit, veggies, bread and pastries, wandering the many stalls crammed with cheeses and colourful fresh…

When in Rome…

I went to Rome for earlier this year, for the first time since I was five. And I can safely say I had a much better appreciation for the culture, sights, smells and sounds then I did back in 87′. And my word, did I fall for Italian food like no one’s business. Now I…