I have fallen quietly in love with ratatouille and I am currently caught up in the madness that is discovering 79 different ways to cook it ... without Gert noticing.

Tonight's variation was ratatouille lasagne, with chicken too.

It was stunning!

He's still laughing really.  I think we're both a little desperate after the long winter of grey skies, small sunshine hours and an extreme lack of yummy fresh vegetables ... or perhaps that foggy lack of clear-thinking that led to boring meals.

There's a Di newsletter in process, an exciting development with my book on Genova, a few more workshop possibilities, a big party in Brussels, and a return to Genova next week.  It's busy ... it's delicious.