Get flash to fully experience Pearltrees
A few days ago, I put a call out on Twitter for help. Marscapone help, to be specific.
Tell me I’m not alone in this: You saw Ratatouille , fell in love with Remy (though you still jumped a foot in the air when you saw a significantly less-charming rodent scamper across your path on the way home) and found yourself with a pressing craving, not for the heavy and too-often soggy traditional Provençal ratatouille, but that kaleidoscope of spiraled colors they served to the haughty and (spoiler!) soon-humbled restaurant critic. I can’t believe how well this worked out. I also can’t believe I cooked a cartoon dish created by an imaginary rat.