Now, I am fan of cigarette and beer vending machines… But this strictly Pocket Coffee contraption might be the most beautiful one yet.
Whereas the ochre and terra cotta give Rome a sun kissed aura in summer, the city shows its age in winter. The fading colors and decaying structures are antiqued under a grey sky. It was a good day for a walk.
Today we had sunny skies, and tonight we had bright lights. Merry Christmas from Rome!
I love November in Tuscany. November in Tuscany is cozy. It means olio nuovo, which is one of things I can’t live without! The days can be rainy, or they can be surprisingly sunny, though always with a chill that nips straight through and makes you long for hearty soups and evenings by the fire. […]
Esquilino: one of my favorite neighborhoods in Rome.
It’s that time of year when the leaves turn color and the persimmons are ready. In Italian, the word for persimmon is “cachi” or “kaki” which, after three years, I still find funny for some reason.








