However, these clouds decided to empty on the past two Wednesdays, much to our misfortune. Two rainy days off in a row mean that we got (I got) the ironing done, laundry done, caught up on movies, slept a little, and cooked. A trip to La Spezia last Friday to help a friend getting married out with some document signing (you need to bring witnesses with you to do these things), meant I could stop by my favorite little market to ask about my favorite little herb. The shopkeeper knows me by now, as I'm certainly the only American girl coming once a week to ask for cilantro, and his face lit up when I opened the door.
For lunch, soba noodles with avocado and a sesame, lime, cilantro dressing. For dinner, Indian, with chana masala, baingan bharta, and a cooling raita sauce to cut the heavy hand I have with chili.
And for snack, just to keep with the theme of things Italians don't eat, peanut butter cookies.