A solo carbonara on a quiet Tuesday. I whisked the egg off the heat, used enough pepper that it made me sneeze, and ate it from a shallow bowl on the couch with a napkin on my knee. A perfect small dinner for one.
Carbonara for one
A solo carbonara on a quiet Tuesday. I whisked the egg off the heat, used enough pepper that it made me sneeze, and ate it from a shallow bowl on the couch with a napkin on my knee. A perfect small dinner for one.