Italian Night

Sunday night we had Italian - at home. This is so much better then going out, waiting for a table, tolerating all that noise and smoke (hopefully) from the pizza oven, and after all these struggle you can't even open your pants as a sin of appreciation (of food that is).





We had bruschettas ("pronounced broos-kett-ah"), followed by green pesto spaghetti (my kitchen still smells very rich, lol), followed by a baked trout, all accompanied by pinot grigio with a screw cap - apperntly, this is a trend right now, doesn't mean that the wine is bad. We both were mighty pleased and fall asleep right there in front of the TV.