...enjoying some of this...
...and some of this...cream of burrata with tomato coulis and extra virgin olive oil anyone?
Or would you prefer some Parmigiamo Reggiano and Prosciutto di Parma? Both?
Separating from your five year old for her first vacation away is sort of like severing a limb: it physically hurts, it feels wrong. You still feel your child's presence when she is not there with you. That is sort of how I feel today (and how I felt then too). But she is with people that love her and that will take care of her and spoil her, just like zie (aunts) and nonne (grandmothers) are supposed to.
And if dropping her off means a weekend of doing the above, it ain't all bad right? Ok, off to scratch another mark on the wall. Five days to go.
