There's something incredibly sensual about Italian food. Unlike Asian fare, which doesn't do much beyond satisfying the taste buds (albeit in a most satisfying way!), Italian cuisine seems to evoke something more - memories, feelings, desires. And so it was, at Al Forno last night, where crab meat farfalle (with chilli padi) was combined with fresh-from-the-wood-oven bacon and egg pizza, topped off with tiramisu and cappuccino - and this, from a non-coffee drinker. Heavenly!
Monday, 19 September 2011
Thursday, 1 September 2011
More calcium, anyone?
This morning, I thought I would share some good news with Sophie.
"Sophie, mummy did well at work this year, so my boss gave me a bonus."
"Oh, you did well at work so your boss gave you a bonus? Is that a bone?"
"No, it's not a bone!"
"What is a bonus?"
"It's extra salary."
"Oh, it's a money?"
"Yes."
"Oh ok. That's good."
And that was all.
I'm glad I didn't get a bone!
"Sophie, mummy did well at work this year, so my boss gave me a bonus."
"Oh, you did well at work so your boss gave you a bonus? Is that a bone?"
"No, it's not a bone!"
"What is a bonus?"
"It's extra salary."
"Oh, it's a money?"
"Yes."
"Oh ok. That's good."
And that was all.
I'm glad I didn't get a bone!
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