Posts Tagged ‘memories’
Pescatarian under pressure
I finally can say I cook like my mother. One of my childhood memories is that of my mum coming home in a rush, putting down her bags and quickly starting washing and chopping vegetables. And at around 7pm, while I was sitting at the kitchen table doing my homework, the pressure cooker started hissing. Like an alarm bell,…
Read MoreEscape the bollito in the room of surprises
I am saving them jealously. Old copies of the National Geographic magazine from 1899 and 1900, found when I was around 12 years old while rummaging in what used to be my favourite room in our big family country home. A dusty windowless store room, with old wooden cabinets packed full of books, letters and…
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