There are some Saturdays that a movie like Hugo and shopping and wandering can make almost perfect....and that become perfect when you step through an Italian Murano looking glass and are transported to an Italian wonderland of food and style. Here a glass of wine and fried artichokes and a risotto so lite it floats and ricotta so soft and herb scented that it glides and hovers in your mouth. Magical. Oh I can't even think about dinner...maybe Mexican?
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| Risotto |
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| ricotta |
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