Cooking disasters, anyone? I was once faced with a culinary fiasco of mystifying proportions while living in an African village.
There’s a lot of wonderful decadence in Italy, from bare-bottom statues to scrumptious food. If you were hoping for a tale about hot decadence of a carnal variety, you’ll be disappointed, but if you are a chocoholic, good. This one is for you. Recipe included.
As many of my readers around the world probably know, I grew up in the Netherlands. Happy as I was there, I had a travel bug and luckily ended up…