I consider myself a lucky, lucky girl to have lived in Italy when I was younger. This pizza is the closest thing I’ve ever tasted to the world’s greatest pizza on this side of the ocean. What a nice Thursday night dinner.
we eat together
I saw this hanging up in a neighborhood coffee shop last week. It triggered something in me. Nostalgia, perhaps. Not about the dinner table so much, but about the colorful plastic letters with magnets that I had as a child. The ones that you stuck to the refrigerator drawer and spelled words with – at…
blackberries
You may have guessed from earlier posts that blackberries were on sale last week. The vines in our backyard are growing and there’s a chance we might actually have fruit this year (if we can keep the birds and squirrels away), but when those containers of blackberries are a dollar a piece – well, they’re…