A couple of weeks ago, I was leaving the library with tot, who was clasping on tight to her excellent choice of Moomin’s Little Book of Words. We were headed towards the withdrawals counter, (I always go to the counter rather than use the machines. I need a satisfying stamp in the front. No new fangled machines for me, thank you. Not in the LIBRARY), but just before we got there, this caught my eye: I love Antonio Carluccio’s no fuss approach to cooking and the homely quality he brings to dishes, so I was immediately drawn to this cookbook. Also, when I’m cooking I normally have a small tot clinging to…