I’ve talked about him just once, dee months ago. Francesco is one of those guys you don’t expect: If he were a sweet he probably would be a chocolate lava cake. I can tell him the most precious secret and I’m sure he would keep it for him. Francesco is the one who made my dream of becoming a food blogger comes true.
We are different, of course: sometimes our point of views are opposite but we always respect them.
He’s a programmer so I can’t improvise: when this happens, however, I’m always the winner. He called my lovely Tang Zhong “Mao Tse-Tung” and for this I’ll never forgive him.
Francesco is not only my cousin and the witness of my wedding. He’s much more. Happy birthday terry. I don’t know where this adventure will bring us. The only thing I know is that everything is better with you.