Saturday, November 27, 2004
That (!)Little Italian Number
Rocco's Christmas present from Mother arrived earlier this week in the form an enormous box. Contents: many kilos of waistline contorting Italian delicacies. Pig, cheese, pig, pasta, pig, cheese, (not sure), pig, (pickled, but not sure), cheese, (submersed in olive oil, but not sure), pig.
The oversized hamper's arrival coincided with the Sparkie's decision to finish the kitchen. Friday night became a wine + pig + wine + cheese + pig + wine + bread + pig + stuff night. Until i woke up shivering on the couch at 3am.
