I always loved nettle omelette, a childhood memory that in easter times tasted like spring in the countryside. But the idea to wrap it up in a crispy puff pastry is a recent gift that Patrizia gave me. Really a
I always loved nettle omelette, a childhood memory that in easter times tasted like spring in the countryside. But the idea to wrap it up in a crispy puff pastry is a recent gift that Patrizia gave me. Really a