Spring is here and that means the flower trees are in bloom. I have no idea what their names are, I only know I go crazy for them every year. Here are some snapshots from my daily routine. Happy Friday!
In Italy, “La Bella Figura” does not completely relate to having a beautiful body or figure, but it is somewhat linked. La Bella Figura is an approach to life – a philosophy.
With Expo 2015 right around the corner, Milan is going to be bustling city full of activity, events and tourists. But in case you need a little escape from all the craziness, here are some ideas on what to do outside the city, just an hour away.
As an adult, I was never much into Valentine’s Day. I admit it. It seemed so contrived – like a forced display of love. And nothing makes me more crazy than something that seems forced. One day in talking this over with my sis, she totally convinced me […]
This weekend I saw a movie in which Vanessa Paradis stars. She covered of a beautiful, classic Neapolitan song played at the end of the film. I specify this song as “Neapolitan” because it is sung in the dialect from Naples.
Jumping through hoops and lots of running around. Life is made up of both these things. So which is it? Jumping or running? For me the question relates not only to life, but also to a last name situation.
Last Christmas (as in Christmas, 2013) we visited one of hubby’s aunts. She was talking about how every week she made her little boy (who is now a grown man) a ciambellone so he would not be eating the commercially made merendine. A ciambellone is, in essence, a bundt cake. A merendina is a packaged […]
With New Year’s right around the corner, in Italy that means the street markets and shops will be selling lots of red underwear. Here is a photo to help you get a feel for what I am talking about.
We recently went to Florence to meet with friends visiting from the United States. They had the most beautiful apartment overlooking the Arno river and were kind enough to invite me to stay with them. The view was so mesmerizing that I slept on the living room […]
If you are planning a trip to Italy, no doubt you will be stopping for a caffè. In Italy a cafe is called a bar. As an American, when I hear the word “bar,” I think of a place to order a whiskey, and while you can certainly […]