Torta di Riso
I come home tonight, so hungry my head hurts, and walk into the kitchen to discover my flatmate has cooked me dinner! The vegetables I bought were fading so he sauteed them for me. I ask who the cake is for and he says, “You, of course!” Well all right. All right, all right, all right. Torta di Riso+tea+final episode of True Blood=Perfect Night In. I love my Dolce Vita.