Lately I've been more and more in love with food. And not the food you find in boxes, bags and tincan's. I've been falling in love with tomatoes, ruccola, mozarella and pesto. You wouldn't have thought that of me a year ago when I couldn't even mix a bloody 1-2-3-mix right. But here I am. The proud maker of food you can eat and live through to tell the tale.
Today I made lasagna (yes I did cheat halfway through, with lasagna sauce. But that was more because of lack of time and me being angrily hungry) with chicken and a salad on the side. And I made it while drinking red wine and reading Vogue. Yes-sir! And now I feel pretty adult-y.