Tag Archives: prosecco
A moment of pride here: I’m pretty pleased with this no fuss granita method, which has got me through yet another summer of ice cream machine envy. Because really, if you live in a Manhattan apartment where you store your … Continue reading
My friend James had made the boldly romantic decision to leave his life in New York and move in with his girlfriend in Paris. And recently he had acquired an ornate handcrafted Mexican Devil Mask.
I remember my Mum and Dad serving melon slices as a starter at dinner parties when my sister and I were little. The kind of party where my Mum would spritz on the Fendi perfume and ask us to pick … Continue reading
I was lost. On my way home from the market in Venice with my string bag full of purple radicchio, fresh walnuts, a bag of Arborio rice and a wedge of Parmesan wrapped in brown paper and tied with string. … Continue reading
Just when we though it couldn’t be getting any hotter: 100 degrees. 100 degrees? That’s just not reasonable. People are shaving their dogs.
The weather, having taken a turn for the better here in NYC, has pushed us outside onto the balcony, where we sit wrapped up in sweaters, and watch our fledgling plants as their new leaves flutter in the breeze. Are … Continue reading
Jonathan and I officially “don’t do” Valentines Day. We will not be taken in by cards with kittens on them, or by Snoopy-themed chocolates. No set price menus including duck, a chocolate dipped strawberry and a swirl of raspberry coulis … Continue reading