Alone In an Airport
This was my journal entry as I was waiting in the Barcelona airport before arriving to Menorca. Being alone in an airport is something very difficult to describe. The stores are closed, the automatic sidewalk slowly starts to shut off, people just aren’t moving anymore. Everything is still. Actually, I become still…and peaceful, and strangely, {Read More…}
Solociccia: Making Friends and Feasting on Meat
I have to admit, the first few weeks I was in Florence, the food did little to wow me. I was confused. It was a hard concept to swallow. I didn’t know what to do. I wanted to get amazing Tuscan food, and thought that Florence (the capital of Tuscany) would be the place to do {Read More…}
We Went to Sienna…For the Pizza
I have never heard someone speak so passionately about a pizza before. Jessica (my Australian partner in crime), described her pizza experience in Sienna as “heaven-like.” She needed more. And I needed to try it. So, we literally went to Sienna for the pizza, without shame. But first…we found this precious market in Greve in Chianti {Read More…}
Trattoria Gargani: What Being Food Drugged Feels Like
After reading Rachel Ray’s review of Trattoria Gargani, (In which she stated, ” The more I dine out, the clearer the distinction has become between good food and soulful food. Garga has a soul all its own, and the dishes I’ve eaten here, such as Pasta Magnifico, Veal with Avocado, and the famous cheesecake, taste of love, {Read More…}
To The Tuscan Hills We Go
I kind of felt like my weekend in Chianti (two weeks ago) was more like a movie and less like my real life. It was the epitome of what I had expected Italy would be like: the rolling hills, vineyards full of lush plump grapes, small little towns built next to country roads, and views {Read More…}
Menorca: A Week of…Really Good Movies
Let me begin this post by saying that I will NEVER do an overnight layover again. I don’t care if it’s Disneyland, I WILL not put myself through it EVER AGAIN. My journey began late last Tuesday night. I had pulled my small carry-on to the other side of the city where the train station {Read More…}
How to Make An Apple Pie: Menorcan Gas Station Version
So Jared and I arrived in Menorca (an island off the coast of Spain) on Wednesday and have had a lovely and relaxing time so far (which you will hear all about in due time). However, there is something so imperative at this time, that all of the nitty gritty detail about our trip must {Read More…}
When Things Roll the Right Way
Today was a day worth talking about. Not only do I continue to realize that I live and learn in Italy, but I am able to reflect on the fact that this has been just the most incredible journey. Today, in particular, stood out to me. We made something that I have ALWAYS wanted to {Read More…}
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