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
Treats
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I woke up hearing the rain pattering slightly on the windows, as to announce timidly the start of a new season and the end of an incredibly torrid and dry Summer. The…
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SummerRicotta lemon alternative tiramisu and the importance of taking time to feed your own creativity – or something like that
The other day, between dust, mosquitoes and the noise of the sander I was using to plane the wood of our new boat – wait, I’ll tell you more about that later…
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WinterEmilia amongst the secrets of the Painters’ Villa & Red Bean chocolate decadent mud cake with salty caramel cream
[ *This recipe was made in collaboration with Amio pulses, you can read it even HERE, along with many other recipes made by me, Giulia and Valentina! ] —— Early morning, almost…
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Here’s how our story begins: with a drill, a real one, with the iron tip, the noise and everything. The spinning drill, connected to an iron plate, turned the fickle and flaky…
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Some time ago Valeria invited me to dinner. While we enjoyed delicious homemade seafood dishes (directly from the Chioggia fish market!) we inevitably ended up talking about the countless things we love…
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Summer, WorkshopsESPRESSO-CHOCOLATE LAMINGTONS + AN AUSTRALIAN #CHIAROSCURO FOOD PHOTOGRAPHY & STYLING RETREAT ANNOUNCEMENT
That’s right. I am announcing a workshop in Australia and I don’t know how I will manage to end the page without screaming too many times yeeeeeh-yhuuuuuu-whoooo-jabadabadoooooo while jumping up and down…
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In this season of the year, even though I wake up early, the sun is already high up in the sky and a warm breeze moves my linen curtains bringing an intense…
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Guys, brief note before the post: the nominations of the Saveur Blog Awards 2016 are open! So, please if you like The Freaky Table, don’t forget to give it a vote! Please…
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In one way or another, or with the excuse to give me some jam jars, my loving granny is always able to draw me over to her overfilled but tidy shelves in…