Each season, the overwhelming harvest of figs makes me frantic. They are at the farmers’ market, the orphaned neighbor’s tree, and in my own yard, bursting forth on a daily basis in tantalizing shades of greens and purples. Plump and juicy they are too delicious and voluminous to […]
Debbie did such a fine job describing this spot in Italy we visited on our tour that I want to share it with you. She really captured it! Bagni di Lucca and Beyond Sirmione is a beautiful town built on the edge of Lake Garda in northern Italy. We […]
The summer bounty of fruit has done its number on me. Peach, raspberry, strawberry and peach marmalade are waiting for their labels. Figs are coming on the big and small trees we have, but I’m sure to frequent the farmers markets to get in on the best crops. […]
That’s it deer. Feast upon the summer bounty of delectable flowers, tasty shrubs and tempting trees. This year, the resident deer in the neighborhood are more than tame, coming as close as my outstretched hand, but yet to nibble from it. Several seasons ago, mama dropped her newborn […]
Grappa history found in Bassano del Grappa in Italy’s Veneto area.
It occurs to me that most of the culture in Italy is built in layers, upon layers, upon which its truths become known. We see it in art as the stiff figures of the 14th century transformed into more human forms in which beauty could be brought forth […]
THAT UBIQUITOUS ZUCCHINI It’s the season, they are everywhere and can be used in sautés, cakes, muffins, ragouts, stews, soups and now……..PIZZA! INGREDIENTS Round pizza pan 1 large globe zucchini sm. disk of Brie or other melting cheese, thinly sliced 2T fresh chopped herbs (thyme, basil, lemon balm, […]
There is a lot more to travel preparations than deciding baggage details.
Have you ever heard anyone not rave about the food in Italy? Rare, indeed. My last trip had the bonus points plugged in. Norma’s hometown was in the Veneto, along with relatives and friends that coming out of every door. Then, too, because it was a Sister City […]
One earplug had popped out and I woke up, luxuriating and stretching in the large comfortable hotel bed my friend Lisette found for me upon my arrival in Venice not 24 hours before. It wasn’t time to get up. Street noise from below had gone on making […]