Picture by Eleonora
Today a bright sun shines in Turin, and it should last for the entire weekend, quite conveniently, since I'm going on a little getaway. I just want to enjoy these first blue skies, this first warm sun, I just want to drive along some country roads and stop whenever I want to, searching for anything, but some photographic fascination… maybe I didn't tell you this, but I'm attending a photography class. I'm doing this, so maybe I'll learn to use my powerful photographic means.
But (and you've already learned that there's always a but), to avoid that weather plays tricks on me, I'd do some sort of sacrifice to the gods of weather: I offer you a recipe that I hope it will be the last winter one for this blogging season… if you'll find the recipe for yak and bell peppers, next time, blame the weather, not my intentions. I couldn't think of anything wintery than a dried fruit cake served with zabaione, flavored with a passito wine (my achilles heel) … is it wintery enough?
I hope this cake would be a sufficient sacrifice, and I hope that sun will be with us longer and longer, from now on, or at least for this weekend (I'll settle for little, after all).