A Warm Winter at Peppa’s
It was an icy January day outside but warmth enveloped in Peppa’s house. And it wasn’t just the warmth of the wood stove where Pino toasted us la bruschetta …nor the warmth of the steam rolling up out of the enormous pot where Peppa was making us spaghetti.. It was the warmth of Peppa herself. Perceptible.…