Cacio e pepe is a Roman dish, it is also the best “macaroni and cheese” that you will ever eat. This is the dish that reminds me of home, even though making comparisons to Kraft dinners is probably sacrilege. Cacio is a Roman cheese, and pepe is simply black pepper. Throw that on top of […]
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Recently, we had a craving for pizza. There are no shortages of great pizzerias in Rome, but we decided that the only thing that would do was a trip Naples. A 9 Euro train ticket and a 2 hour ride later, we were standing in front of Da Michele. Da Michele is not a highly […]
When I finally decided to make the move to Italy a reality, my philosophy was: “When life hands you lemons, move to Rome and make lemon gelato.” I moved to Rome, and I found my lemon gelato- it was at San Crispino all along: Now listen to me very closely: if you are in Rome, […]
Excuse me for playing a little bit of blog catch-up. The past few weeks have been spent studying and enjoying the presence of one of my favorite people. But now my final is over and (sadly) my friend has gone back to the US, and I’ve been meaning to tell you about La Befana, the […]
If you visit the center of Rome, you’ll see the rose sellers. They wander around with bouquets, trying to hand you a rose as “a present” and then asking for payment. The flower guys will wander into restaurants and try to sell you a rose over dinner. I always laugh and tell them that I […]
I’m not one for New Years resolutions, but I enjoy the opportunity for reflection that the closing of one year and the beginning of a new one seems to allow. In 2010, I traveled to Australia to the first time. The February trip was a lot of work, surf, sun, and important lessons. Next up […]
I seriously sometimes think that Italy is just one big postcard. I mean, a Fiat 500 parked in front of some laundry, on a medieval alley? Is this real life?
Friends, Romans, countrymen, lend me your eyes- and your extensive knowledge of all things Italian. What IS this: All the holiday fairs means lots of candy stands and this fruit is mocking me from the stalls. Every vendor I meet, I ask “Come si chiama in inglese?” What is it called in English? “Non esiste.” […]