Chapter 21
Much to Matteo’s annoyance, I danced through the morning humming “Volare”. He raised his eyebrows more than once but didn’t ask why I was on such a high. I’m glad, as I wasn’t sure what I’d tell him. It wasn’t like I could say, “I kissed Leo last night and it was amazing!”
I lifted the lid on the tiella, another local dish I’d learned. It wasn’t dissimilar to paella with rice, potatoes, mussels and onion. I dipped a clean spoon into the pan. The juices pooled onto the spoon and I lifted it to my mouth, and blew gently, before I took a small sip. Mmm. The flavour of the garlicky mussels was divine. It was almost done, so I took a moment to sit and catch my breath over a piece of pizza and continued my notes. My online journal was filling with detailed notes of recipes, food com
