Arancini: A Story

I don’t know why I’ve never made Arancini before; I guess because I’ve never had any leftover risotto and the idea of making some specifically for another purpose seems a smidgen long-winded, even for me. Apparently, arancini translates as ‘little orange’. The Italians love a diminutive. It reminds me of my favourite joke in ShakespeareContinue reading “Arancini: A Story”