I hate mornings. It keeps snowing and I refuse I refuse to leave the base camp.
I didn’t take many pictures this week. Probably because nothing really interesting happened. Summing up: it’s still winter, I keep postponing things and then hate my-self for procrastinating so much, I still have to recover from last weekend.
It’s REALLY cold oustide. So today I felt like eating REAL winter food, like this pasta salsiccia e Sangiovese, which happens to be VERY traditional in my sweet home Romagna. Gnam.
Sooner rather than later, someone will have to explain me what’s happening up there. (My neighbours)
Now I want to eat:
Il mio regno per una piada.
3 Pictures a Week 