I’d never known my life was incomplete until last month when Hubby and I traveled to Toronto for a conference and rambled into Trattoria Mercatto right behind our hotel. Lemon ricotta ravioli with rainbow chard filled the void!
Ed’s seafood pasta pleased him as well. Nom. Nom. Nom.
I forgot to take a “before” photo: meatloaf, green beans, and corn.
It was delicious.
Sports fans often ask their athlete idols what they eat. Do readers wonder what famous writers eat? I’m not a famous writer, but what the heck. I’m going to begin posting some of the things I eat.
Thankfully, Ed, the one hundred percent good husband, does most of the cooking. If not, we’d starve.
Every day it’s something.
