Natasha made the most amazing dinner last night. A rustic roast chicken with carrots and potatoes with creamed spinach. Oh. my. god.
She is far and away the greatest cook I know: she comes from a long line of Italian and Polish ladies who have the culinary arts in their bones. Every meal she makes is from scratch. Like, real scratch. No sign of anything but raw ingredients. If she had some agricultural space, she'd grow her own everything too. She's also the only person I can share a kitchen with. She and I can circle each other effortlessly, one slicing and dicing, the other seasoning and stirring.
Coming up soon: A house tour of the apartment she shares with her husband Nick. They live with such style, just you wait.