This is a picture of our beloved baby girl. She was born a few days before Christmas, and since then my life has changed tremendously. Of course, I have been going through the usual: sleepless nights, countless feedings and diaper changes, colic-related fussiness, sessions with the lactation consultant etc. In-between these however – above the overwhelming exhaustion and chaotic eating, above the fear of a new beginning – lies something else, more durable and more profound: love, pure and simple. The kind of love I never knew existed.
I haven’t cooked much lately, but I do hope to get back on track pretty soon. In the meantime, I devour the panini and sandwiches made whenever I got a spare moment.