I remember when you wanted to grow up and be a “chef”. You were always my kitchen helper and I savor those memories. Your tastes have evolved from go-gurt, waffle nutella sandwiches, raw green beans and “escargot” in your lunch box. Today you enjoy fine wines, white truffles from Alba and sushi. No matter how sophisticated your tastes may become I hope you always remember those “comfort foods” from your childhood in your mom’s kitchen. Again, thank you for my blog, I love the new “look”.