I was at the house of friend Rosanna Albertini and found a nice layout typical of her kitchen.

She is from Italy. Her table looks different. I asked her about everything on the table, where it came from, etc. The most peculiar to me was the dry pasta. How had it come to be there? She told me that its wonderful fried dry, then thrown into a soup to cook. That doesn’t explain why its there, but the idea was so strange I forgot the question.

I liked the look of this sponge/glass combo by the sink as well. Its got a little bit of everything in it- glamour, grit, youth, old age, clean, dirty. One thing you put to your mouth, one thing you keep out. They both hold water.