#27: risotto with ‘trombetta’ courgettes and figs

a dispatch from Irene’s kitchen in Liguria

The first time I stepped into Irene’s kitchen, it was 2018 and I was broken-hearted. It was in July, shortly after I.’s birthday, and we were warm in that room, which was located underneath the hipped roof of a Victorian house in North London. I remember looking at Irene as she floated around the kitchen, and I felt safe; she was in control and generous…