I'm full. I'm disgusted. I'm done with food. But OMG! Just wait until you see the photo of my timbale I cooked for Christmas Eve. It was my first Italian Christmas Eve and it was brilliant. There were some kinks in my plan but not in the order of execution. Timing was perfect and dessert-was inexplicably mouth watering. Stay tuned because when I can roll myself downstairs to get my camera you will understand the reason for my suffering.