ten inches of snow with eight more on the way. the temperature when i woke up this morning was -18. i’ve had five — yes five — days off of work because of weather. at this point, our refrigerator is almost completely empty. the fact that we were able to forage enough to cook dinner was a miracle.
i fell in love pretty quickly — somewhere between the starbucks coffee/hours of conversation and the first dinner date at my house. when you’re dating a trained chef, it just doesn’t make sense to go to a restaurant. i wanted to know what i was getting myself into. he came over with a backpack full of tupperware containers, each filled with ingredients to make the perfect pasta. turkey stuffed agnolotti, topped with fresh parmesan. he had me at the first bite.