Facebook. I have a love-hate relationship with it. When it's not bombarding me with ads or winding me up with fake news, ignorant and discriminatory re-posts and commentaries, I find myself grateful for connection to loved ones far away, new recipes or life hacks. <sigh>
This week I was inspired and motivated by a lady who turned her focaccia's into beautiful works of art. All edible! I tried my hand at one and out of it was born Italian date night with Mark.
Fresh homemade bread and spaghetti al dente. (Raise your hand if you DON'T think you were Italian in a past life?!)
Im sure there was an Italian desert that I could have whipped up, but the truth is, there was a small bunch of browning bananas on the counter. If they didn't end their lives as banana bread tonight, they would have been fruit fly utopia by tomorrow!
This week I was inspired and motivated by a lady who turned her focaccia's into beautiful works of art. All edible! I tried my hand at one and out of it was born Italian date night with Mark.
Fresh homemade bread and spaghetti al dente. (Raise your hand if you DON'T think you were Italian in a past life?!)
Im sure there was an Italian desert that I could have whipped up, but the truth is, there was a small bunch of browning bananas on the counter. If they didn't end their lives as banana bread tonight, they would have been fruit fly utopia by tomorrow!
One of the positive outcomes of COVID quarantine is small changes in behavior, don't you think? Like not wasting food.
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