A Ligurian Lunch
Dinner the night before was followed by a long lunch the next day. Renata and Angelo, who live in a town within walking distance from Sanremo, were having some friends over on Sunday and I was...
Dinner with Sanremo Friends
It's a natural for friends to gather for food and conversation. This is worldwide, but I find that the Italians do it well and do it often. Last weekend, in Sanremo, seven of us got together for...
Pureéd Rabbit Livers
It's an old time, secret family recipe and I took an oath not to reveal the ingredients, but I can show a couple of photos and give just a sketchy description. Essentially, you cut up a rabbit,...
Sorry. No Fettucine Alfredo
In reading my blog posts about what I'm eating here, I hope that you'll realize how much broader the Italian culinary range is than the stereotypical American concept of "Italian Food". There is SO...
Storm and a Blue Sky Day in Sanremo
Having swooned at the sunny, blue sky and t-shirt day along the seaside path in Sanremo three weeks ago, and having made new friends in town there, (and being up-to-my-ears in Winter in Milano),...
Home Construction, Italian Style
How many people travel to Italy and include construction shots in their set of "vacation photos"? When I went to see an apartment being remodeled I didn't realize how fascinating it would be. (Then...
Retro Italia
One thing about being invited into people's homes is the chance to have them bring things out to show me, such as old photos. In my recent visit to Sanremo, I got to see a few photos from "Young...
I Met a Woman!
Nicoletta rode over the overpass at the same time I did and then began to move ahead. I called out, "Excuse me. I have a question." She slowed a bit, I pulled up alongside of her and we rode the...
Five Countries. One Table.
We got together to celebrate Anaïs's 24th birthday with traditional Milanese apperitivi at an "art bar" in town. Several of us women from Italian classes get together outside of class for chats,...
Farm Fresh on a Sunny Day
Saturday. Clear blue skies. About 50 degrees. Yes! I headed down the canal on my bike, but decided on a change of scenery and followed the path I learned about from Angelo, my surprise tour guide in...
A Cute, Little Italian
Hmm. I might find me a cute, little Italian. All the right curves and straight lines. Just my size. Fits into tight places. Agile and responsive. Yah. Sounds good to me! (I don't know what YOU were...
Bottle Day
There's just something about having my bedroom window on the ground level, facing the street. At about 5:30 in the morning the recycling truck pulls up and parks in front of my window. They roll the...