Italian food from our tiny kitchen.

The other night, Blake and I were craving Italian food, per usual. I headed to Raffetto's after work and we committed to the task of making chicken parm (for Blake) and eggplant parm (for me). And it is an undertaking. Whenever we cook together, we end up bumping elbows at least a dozen times in our wee tiny kitchen. We also ended up eating after 11pm, so there's that...

But is it worth it? Oh, is it ever worth it. Plus, it gives us leftovers for at least three days.

(for kitchens, even when they're tiny)
(for mozzarella cheese and a dog who loves it more than we do)
(for late night conversations over furniture that we put together just under two years ago)