Naughty Nat

Naughty Nat

“What are YOU doing here?” This is my greeting as I wriggle through the mountains of boots, mitts and snow jackets in the entranceway at Matt and Holly’s. It’s Sunday night, and I’ve been invited for dinner, for which, miraculously, I’ve made it on time. I’m...

Day 27: Tiramisu

I had to stay home and work today. Someone’s gotta be productive around this place. Maria and Pietro were out all day, including for both lunch and dinner (gasp!), so I was left to my own devices. Sort of. “You take food from the fridge,” Maria commanded, before they...