She called them Dumplings I: Ravioli
I made a rather stupid statement at the start of the season, that Summer 2018 would be ‘The Summer of Doing Stuff’. Mostly because I wanted to be out of the house, but also because a part of me wondered if Summer 2018 would be my last in Berlin (spoiler: it was not). But, eh, despite the silliness of the statement, I’ve got to say we did pretty ok at doing said ‘Stuff’. With the exception of that time we decided to go dancing, and instead stayed inside, at three courses of Italian food and played cards (sorry Chiara). This Summer was one of the longest in history: the weather was great, for a long time. And we managed to fit in a fair amount of frolicking. I’m proud of us. Still, winter draws near, and life is getting colder and darker. So it’s time to make a call. Winter 2018/19? Is the winter of Dumplings!