I called dibs on the leftovers for lunch the next day and discovered the whole thing was just as tasty a day later ...
To be honest, I started to google recipes before remembering my plan to actually use the cookbooks. I flipped through several before landing on a recipe for “Country Style Chicken Kiev.”
We drooled as we savored the brightness the lemon added to everything. The flavors popped. The veggies gave just the right crunch. Even the wine paired perfectly.
Lips smacked. The only sounds were the slicing of the pork and chewing. Moans of satisfaction and “mmmmm’s” of deliciousness filled my ears.
One taste and we declared it a success.
It’s been relaxing, but my muse keeps tapping me on the shoulder and reminding me to get back to the keyboard.
A little slicing and mincing, some measuring and the menu was set for a simple, yet somehow exotic, evening meal.
I laughed, but here I am on Black Friday morning, wishing there was a little stuffing in the fridge for breakfast.
That’s the fun thing about eating in places like these, they feed our wanderlust along with our stomachs.
There is so much to see and do in Italy, but for me, the food is the star of any vacation there.