A few nice people around these parts have commented on how my photos have improved and are looking spiffy these days. Well, to you lovely people, sorry about this one. Tonight, I simply did not care about lighting, garnishes, food composition, or textiles. In fact, the fact that my little DIY “photo studio” is housed WAY up on the second floor of our apartment was a major deterrent tonight to snapping a good photo, after a week (or two) like I’ve had. My job is sucking the life out of me at the moment, and each evening, I arrive home weary and generally pretty surly. Luckily, I live with a fine man who makes a stiff drink and is always there to pat my head and make me smile.
Also, tomorrow’s friday, which always improves morale around here.
So does pasta. And this dish is no exception.