I am recovering. I am recovering from too much fun, and too much work, etc, etc. There are times in life when you need to find a balance. There are other times when you have to surrender control and let the scale swing widely back and forth, until you come gulping for air at the […]
Category Archives: Rome
There are days when I stuff my clothes into my tiny, leaking washing machine, and pull them out, two hours later, sopping and dripping onto the kitchen floor. The weak spin cycle is useless. There are days when I lean out the window, and display these soaking-wet garments on one of the the three window-wide […]
Senti. (Listen). I need new shoes. Need. I do not mean “need” in the metaphorical “it would be nice to have” sense. I mean I actually for once in my life really need new shoes. In the past six weeks, I have thrown away four pairs, and this is not sustainable. Thankfully, I am back […]
I love Jimmy. I really do. But a girl who doesn’t care about sports can only take so much sports talk. Sometimes you have to get out of the house, away from the TV, and give yourself a good shake on a lazy Sunday. Which is where Centrale Montemartini comes in. This is one of Rome’s […]
La Casetta Rossa is a local restaurant in a park in Garbatella, Rome that serves organic food and serves as a community center with a social purpose.
The US has three Embassies in Rome. There are ambassadors to Italy, to the Holy See and even to the United Nations. But it’s the French who really know what’s up, and in 1936 they were smart enough to lease Palazzo Farnese to house their Embassy for 99 years, for 1 Euro a year. That […]
Good morning from the middle of a monsoon! I am currently sitting in a lot of rain in south east Asia, while dreaming of sunnier days, and sunnier cars, in Rome. Spotted in Monti.
This is the time of year when it gets to be too hot. Time seems to slow down and every motion you make is planned. Planned to exert as little effort as possible. But with the heat, summer also brings big beautiful tomatoes. When my apartment already feels like an oven and I can’t imagine […]