This was my second batch of gnocchi, and I'm pleased to announce it all worked out well enough ... for a foreigner.
The pesto from here is divine, truly divine ... as it should be in the city who invented it.
I left New Zealand mid-2003, bound for Istanbul and a new lif. After two years, a Belgian guy lured me into his world, deep in the heart of Europe. For a long time I was an in-process immigrant. One day we married. These days it's about photography, a little red wine and wandering ... and so the journey goes.
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