something tells me
January 13, 2010
this little apron is going to transform me. there will be risotto primavera and greek stuffed artichokes, shrimp paella and a pumpkin thing called “autumn glory.” there will be cheese and pasta and herbs i can’t spell or pronounce. plenty of botched and burnt meals, too. but by year’s end, i will be a whiz (ok, i’ll settle for decent) in the kitchen. next time my mom decides to show up on my doorstep with 10 guests, completely unannounced, i might just be ready.
