In my olfactory memory, the intense scent of some ancient varieties of roses is associated with secret Venice, that of the hidden gardens, those that you spy through the cracks of the…
Spring
Browsing Tag
Harvest
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I don’t know what silence is, I said, while I am floating in the void. It looks like Paradise – however you call it – the place where we go afterwards, doesn’t…
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“All of life is a coming home. Salesmen, secretaries, coal miners, beekeepers, sword swallowers, all of us. All the restless hearts of the world, all trying to find a way home. [Patch…
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[The lovely cuttingboard you’ll see is from Twelvedots, a young Croatian label run by couple Jelena and Nikola. Dishes and bowls are TheFreakyRaku pieces available in our SHOP.] I was born in…
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Since I was a child, I have viewed a sea of olive trees as if they were a natural extention of my beautiful window, from my house in Tuscany. An edgeless balcony…
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Many of the olive trees scattered on the hills of a valley in Maremma in Tuscany, are over hundred years old. I know this place very well and I can move around…
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When you open the fridge in Dorina’s kitchen, it’s possible to find some strange things. Once, I nearly filled my sandwich with some rabbit glue because I had mistaken it for mustard!…
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SummerAfter the Tornado | Two recipes and a new sense of gratitude | Alternative Pesto & Stuffed Cherry Tomatoes + Bulgur With Herbs
What has recently happened here on the Riviera del Brenta, a large and wonderful area only a few kilometres from Venice, has deeply shaken me. An exceptional and devastating tornado has passed…
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The speed and the abbundance with which these wild shoots grow is surprising, especially after a light spring rain. Very early this morning, I’ve put my leather boots back on again and…
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There are secret corners in my garden where wild seasonal herbs await promptly for me. They may sometimes come out too early but they always grow back. I only need to remember…