Saturday, March 17

Comfort food

Yesterday’s dinner was Ossobuco, a dish Mrs G. produces on average four times/year, either bianco or the tomato sauce version. The veal shanks came from one of our neighbour’s animals…and very nice it was/is, given tonight’s supper features the leftovers – for want of a better description – a ragu. Mountains of spaghetti, washed down by a spectacular ’91 Sangiovese. Just the sort of warming thing you need when snow has been falling all day and the forecast is dire.

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