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#2 EIC Newsletter: "A Very British Affair"

Ciao belli! Here's the second instalment of my newsletter Everything is Copy. Click  here  to view the post.  Alternatively, sign up  here  to receive the next one straight into your inbox! *** CLICK TO SUBSCRIBE ***

#1 EIC Newsletter: "Everything is Copy"

Ciao belli! Here's the first instalment of my newsletter Everything is Copy. Click here to view the post.  Alternatively, sign up here to receive the next one straight into your inbox! *** CLICK TO SUBSCRIBE ***

Recipe: "Cheesy Risotto with Spinach, Mushrooms and Almonds"

I got the idea for this the other day when my friend Jessie stayed over for an impromptu dinner last Sunday. She said she felt like having something cheesy, while my flatmate Silvia specifically requested a risotto. We were all coming out of a fairly difficult week, so we agreed that whatever we'd end up eating should feel like a hug from the inside. I wanted to enhance it by adding an ingredient that would provide a meaty feel to the dish without resorting to actual meat, since Jessia and Silvia are vegetarian. I had to find a way to reconcile all these different dietary and emotional requirements. The answer was a no brainer: spinach and fresh mozzarella is a match made in heaven (smoked mozzarella and pumpkin are also a winning combination). I added mushrooms for meatiness - although you can easily ditch them if they’re not your thing - and red onions for brightness (and to trick my brain into thinking it was pancetta, which would also work fabulously in this recipe).  And here’

Photo Series: ''Pretend It's a City"

A collection of shots from my endless lockdown walks in January and February. I could not go too far - so I choose to focus on the familiar in a bid to be shocked by the unexpected.  East London is my physical and spiritual home. A place that balances raw authenticity with performative artificiality, serving as metaphor for the conflict that often occurs inside me.  The quest to uncover my sense of identity is not always successful, so when I don't know who I am, I find comfort in the realisation that I am, indeed, a child of my surroundings.