In 1968 a 6.1 earthquake rattled the Belice valley in Sicily, destroying Santa Margherita di Belice – where my grandfather was born. Every Italian American family has an earthquake story Continue reading It’s Time to Help: Amatrice Earthquake
More from Grotta Palazzese. A memorable evening in the Puglia seaside town of Polignano a Mare. If you plan on going, make sure to check their schedule as it varies with the time of year.
Dinner in a sea cave complete with ocean breezes as the waves crash on the rocks. This is the seaside town of Polignano a Mare in Puglia.Continue reading Dinner in a Sea Cave. Live Your Italian Dream.
My first pizza. I used the pizza dough recipe from The New Mediterranean Diet Cookbook made the sauce and carmelized onions from http://zesterdaily.com/cooking/healthy-mediterranean-pizza/ and cooked on an Emile Henry pizza stone in an oven that goes to 550 degrees. Not bad for a first try. I will make the crust thinner next time but evenContinue reading First Time. Pizza and Me.
Have you ever been to Puglia? Lecce is a charming city nestled in the heel of the Italian boot. She turns on her charm on warm summer evenings.Continue reading Charm and Grace. Buonanotte Lecce.
Nothing says love like a warm kitten and a pair of pink Superga shoes! Happy Valentines day from Italy and Me. Buona giornata!
A photo of Rome I snapped late in the afternoon in the fading sunlight. The quintessential nature of this fascinates me. The old overlays the new – or is it the other way around? The past intertwines with the present. The word Pentimento describes it beautifully. I first read this word in a Lillian HellmanContinue reading Pentimento. A Roman Thing.
Ok. Admit it. Your image of ricotta comes from a tub bought in the supermarket. Dry and tasteless. Think again. Imagine ricotta so light and smooth that it melts on your tongue. It has a rich yet vibrant taste. That’s the real stuff. When in Rome last October I became addicted to this. Try itContinue reading Fresh Ricotta Anyone?
While in Florence for the annual Gelato Festival, I spied these handsome gents sporting that ever so illusive jaunty Italian style. Is it the espresso?Continue reading Carabinieri. Searching for My Italian Style.
We often forget to enjoy the view as we spend hours behind the camera lens. This picture shows what happened when we arrived at Il Greppo winery near Siena – a photographic hog-heaven of sorts. I’m curious, what sorts of body contortions will you do to get the perfect shot? Anyway you look at it,Continue reading Posing for Pictures in Italy.