I could tell you about a romantic dinner, among the violet flowers that tint the Lagoon at the beginning of Autumn. I could tell you how the last golden rays of sun…
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FallTwo Autumnal recipes with Amedeo Modigliani’s grapes & a nostalgic glimpse of the old Academy of Fine Arts of Venice
In the 1750s the Venetian Senate granted young people a room – a space – in the palace where the Magistrate of Flours was located, so that, under the guidance of the…
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The correspondence that Claude Monet kept for many years with his friends of the time, today known to us thanks to the numerous published collections, and which I read as a teenager…
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In a moment everything has changed. Spring is gone, like Grandma. While the garden was at its best, giving clouds of white flowers and miles of new grass to be cut, I…
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WinterBigoli in salsa: a Venetian timeless recipe for a dish of whole wheat spaghetti with anchovy sauce
Whenever I am asked about typical Venetian recipes, my list starts from “bigoli in salsa“. Perhaps to me, this dish of bigoli is the pasta dish par excellence, the first I think…
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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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In the latter part of Venetian lagoon, where the water becomes stagnant and the flow enters the silent shoals, there is a precise point where the phone ceases to receive the signal.…
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On the train which takes me back home after spending some days with my dear Valentina, I thought about the pictures I took before leaving and that are now waiting for me,…
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[This post was made in collaboration with Amio (you can find this recipe here!) and my friend Eugenio Marongiu who took the pictures in Venice! ] If you leave a continuous stream…
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WinterAn unconventional Freaky Table Christmas embracing the changes + a #FreakyRaku giveaway & a chocolaty recipe!
I’ve begun to smell in the air that Christmas was advancing towards us since early November, when the incredibly tempered Autumn still hadn’t showed any sign of crumbling away. I wandered around…