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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Venetian Recipes
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FallVenetian aperitif | Tiziano, a cocktail inspired by the Master of color & some roasted grape cicchetti
The large, heavy wooden doors at the entrance of the Basilica creak a little. I have to push them hard to enter into the typical darkness of many Italian churches. My eyes…
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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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I often enter my parents’ studios in search for “something”. It can be an old piece of wood, a pot of paint, some brushes – not necessarily made of marten or watercolor…
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Travel, WinterThe Invisible Cities: Strolling Around Chioggia And Having Some Fried Fish In A Paper Cone
For several days now, there has been a persistent thick fog here, both day and night. The landscape looks as if it has been covered with a blanket causing everything to seemingly…
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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…