The kitchen is an excellent place for a baby. The sizzle of onions, the crinkle of parchment paper, cinnamon to smell, wooden spoons to hold, pots to bang, pot holders to wave, bits of zucchini to chew on. All very stimulating to a little one.
So here we are in Rome and lo and behold baby makes three. A long, gray, rainy winter gives way to an even rainier spring. My sweet tooth just won't quit after long days and nights of nursing my little Roman. So, a blog on baking is born. Here I will share my creations and discoveries inside and outside of my "Roman" kitchen.