It’s been a long year, filled with illness, worry and several cancelled trips to Italy. But the clouds have started to lift, and this seemed like the perfect time to grab our chance, before something else went south. My arrival ritual is to have a cappuccino as soon as I land Having the luxury of … Continue reading 175. On the Road Again
No matter how many times I go to Italy, I am always an outsider looking in. Sure, each time I go, I become a little more familiar with the language, or comfortable navigating public transportation or able to know just how to get served in a coffee bar or market. I adjust, somewhat, to the … Continue reading 174. Human Chain
Save the Whales. Save the Bay. Save Lake Tahoe. Now we need to add Save the Olives to the list. Healthy Puglian olives, with the tool we used to harvest them from the lower branches Puglia, the region that comprises the heel of Italy's boot, is under dire threat of the Xylella bacterium, which has … Continue reading 173. Save the Olives
Busiate. Strangulet. Rasccatieddi di Miscchieddu. They're all types of pasta. In America, most people can rattle off maybe five: spaghetti, linguini, penne, tortellini, rigatoni. In Italy, there are hundreds of variations, many particular to a specific region or even a tiny hamlet. But as culture and customs become more homogenized, and as the remote villages … Continue reading 172. The Shape of Pasta
Katy Clarke is exactly the person I would be if I were smarter, braver, outgoing, enterprising and entrepreneurial. Like me, she has a passion for Italy, and an unending urge to explore every corner, taste every morsel, meet every person, and absorb every bit of the culture she can find. Unlike me, she has managed … Continue reading 171. Katy Clarke
A few weeks ago, my cousin Anna Abbrusseze sent me an email containing a short video that her daughter and grandchildren had made to celebrate her 80th birthday. The video consisted of them reading a translated letter written in 1915 by her mother, my great Aunt Mary, to her father Nick, when they were engaged … Continue reading 170. Voices across the century
Sometimes, the things you remember most are the little things. Not the big must-do attractions like the Colosseum or the Vatican, but the moments stumbled upon, that almost take you by surprise. Street Arts One such moment was in Florence. We were heading back to our hotel to make our way out of the city, … Continue reading 169. Magic Moments
Food is always going to be a centerpiece of any trip to Italy. Future chefs learning their trade at the Central Market in Florence Now that everyone has watched Stanley Tucci's series, it is old news that Italian cuisine ranges far beyond the red-sauce dishes that form the foundation of Italian-American cooking. Tucci showcases the … Continue reading 168. Mangia Bene
I am always alert to how people do themselves up in a Italy. Much has been said about la bella figura (which literally means "beautiful figure," but figuratively means making a good impression), and there is no question that the average person on the street in Italy cares more about looking nice than the average … Continue reading 167. In Style
There’s something about blood relations. Five Simeone cousins, plus three husbands So when I knew we’d be spending time in Rome, I knew I had to reach out and try to connect with my family there, which consists of three first cousins, three second cousins and their children and grandchildren. I’m the youngest of our … Continue reading 166. Family
Gigi's Italia 