A friend has just phoned you, will be at home in half an hour and you have nothing to offer her apart from a glass of wine? Let’s say that in my house it’s rare that it happens! But who doesn’t have a jar of chickpeas in the house? I always keep an escort! And in less than no say the aperitif is saved! So I bake the chickpeas and as they cook, I run to give me a touch up to the makeup!
Category: My house
Pumpkin Cream
It is snoppy outside from a few days and the cold is biting but there is something magical about this whole white panorama. If it were not an impediment to everyday life, I would like more snow! As a child I adored her, I played and spent hours in the garden, careless of the cold; I would like to find that enthusiasm, to see it fall. I made a puppet, it seemed a gift to that child. I cooked a soup with a bright color, sweet taste and I enjoyed it, beautiful steaming, in front of the window thinking about the time flowing.