His gnocchi took considerably more work, but I saw how much fun he was having as he kneaded the potatoes and egg with flour. As he worked he told me about his grandmother, who used to make potato gnocchi for him when he was little. It made me see the true joy in cooking: the sharing of time and memories with the people you love.
My salmon was easy in comparison: I just dipped it in olive oil, seared it on the grill pan and served it with roasted cauliflower and an artichoke puree. It was oh so good.
Dessert was by far my favorite part of the night and not just because I have a sweet tooth. Some friends stopped by unexpectedly with Ben and Jerry’s and thankfully, I had made enough puff pastry for everyone. We layered the pastry with Nutella and ice cream and all happily licked our bowls clean. Paired with espressos and a few laughs, it was the perfect end to the perfect night.
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