A bone of contention on our house is my insistence on buying books. Husband or books? Books 🙂 I of course cannot resist new cookbooks, even though there is no room left on my entire cookbook bookcase, especially not when the cookbook is a little bit unusual, or quirky or downright silly.
So, joining Elvis, the Broons, Ballykissangel and the rest is my latest find, The Sopranos cookbook. These tomes never end up becoming ones I slavishly reference but the joy I get from reading them is immeasurable. I’ll keep you posted on how useful it turns out to be.