Sunday Meal

It's the second Easter Sunday spent far from our town of origin, families and friends. And again, another tentative to make it look like a typical holiday of the past. But reality is different: it's getting more complicate every day, entangled and confused.

One year of lockdown

March 19

This time I can really call it a Father's Day. Antonella made a masterpiece Maritozzo. It's more a matter of eating with the eyes, rather than else. And it's way too more I could expect, at the end of yet another working day.

Mark I

Becoming "Steirisch"

La "Pizzicotta"

We're getting ready for the next lockdown.

Homemade

Strawberry grapes marmalade.

I made this

Muttertag

Autarchia

Veins

Smart-Working

Home made

Saturday Morning

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Saturday Morning

It's time to play in the kitchen.

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Cup Cakes

Pop Cakes

This is some kind of tribute I owe to my wife, Antonella. She says she's a practitioner of cooking and pastry, whereas the results shows she's much more than a Sunday experimenter. The "pop cakes" she made this year for our kids birthday party are a simple example. Others will come. Colors are not shown but, trust me, they make a good deal of difference.