Page 87 of A Place in the Sun
‘I have a family recipe!’
‘We could make three cakes, like tiers!’
‘Excellent idea!’
‘Mine will go on the top!’
‘Why will yours go on the top?’
‘People will taste it first!’
‘I don’t know why yours will go on the top. It’s bound to be denser than the other two!’
‘Okay, a competition, a cake competition,’ says Nonna Lucia. ‘A tiramisu competition.’
‘Who will judge it?’
We’re sliding towards the door, without them noticing.
‘Giuseppe, of course.’
‘He’s always loved my tiramisu.’
‘You’ve been taking him tiramisu?’
‘So have I!’
‘We’ve all been taking him tiramisu!’
‘He probably fed yours to the goats.’
‘I don’t fancy Giuseppe’s chances on this one,’ says Giovanni, quietly.
‘Perhaps,’ says Nonna Teresa, ‘we could make a new recipe, between us.’
‘A new one?’
‘Yes.’
‘Get the children to help.’
‘A Tavola recipe.’
‘Yes.’
‘I like that.’
And after a pause. ‘Yes, I do too.’
‘Now we just have to work out what to make.’
‘I have an idea.’
‘So do I.’
‘No, listen, I think I do.’
‘I’d like Luca on my team. He has very good ideas.’
