Last week I started to feel rather guilty of being on a sugar free diet.
As I do pretty much all of the cooking, hubby likes to take over on special occasions, including Valentine’s Day. 607 more words
Few things excite me more than the combination of food, Italy and art, so it’s not surprising that the beginning of a new Italy Unpacked… 1,028 more words
NEWS that a posho West End restaurant has been forced to close its doors wouldn’t usually fill me with glumness. But, oh, how I am bemoaning the loss – temporary or not – of… 491 more words
Italy, unlike France, Spain and the States, has never been a place that has really tempted me. Especially not in food terms. This might have something to do with the fact that I am a tiny bit wheat-intolerant and can no longer remember the last time I ate pasta without feeling really unwell, a fact which makes me very miserable. 813 more words