Over the last few years I have come to dread the concept of “going out” for dinner as quite often, even with the best intentions and asking for “no onion, no garlic”, I end up plagued with a big bloated tummy and crampy pains for days (read one of my very first posts from last year, here). However these last few weeks I have been “out” three times, all to the same place, and I have been fine. Hallelujah! This is what I ordered:
Prosciutto Pizza on a Gluten Free base with a tomato base, bocconcini, cheese, prosciutto, herbs & rocket. The restaurant (Arrivederci Pizzeria, Milton, Brisbane) has the most amazing gluten free pizza bases I have come across. I went there for the first time a couple of years ago and I was bitterly disappointed with their gluten free base, but this time they have really pulled it out of the bag! It is light, ultra thin, crispy and cooked quickly in a wood-fired oven. For the first time in 3 and 1/2 years I am taken back to holidays in Italy and Istria, especially when it is paired with an ice cold glass of crisp, dry white wine.
I have written before about the emotive power of food and memories, but now I am also grateful to be creating new connections and not mourning the past ones. This little restaurant is family friendly and with their early bird half price pizza on Thursday & Friday nights it makes for an inexpensive meal out with my little family. We also delight in the wonderful gelato served in tiny paper cups that gets shared around so everyone can taste each others flavours followed by passionate discussions about what will be chosen next time.
I am finding I am grateful for these small experiences which have become special moments for me. Recent experiences are opening my eyes to the fragility of our life and the precious privilege of my family. I am grasping these small moments, not too tightly, but enough to notice, appreciate and draw strength from.