In these days, we are continuously searching for a semblance of normality. We have slightly loosened our rhythms, but we try to keep a work routine, creating new projects, removing dust and cobwebs from dreams lost in a drawer. Mainly, though, I bake: bread loaves, focaccia, cakes. The words of…
When we filmed this video recipe, it was winter, it was cold, but I had spring in my heart. We were close to the beginning of a new, intense season of cooking classes. There were a few, interesting projects I could not wait to be working on. My only concern,…
A few weeks ago, I read a book whose sensitivity touched me deeply. It was Fresh water for flowers, written by Valérie Perrin. It is the story of Violette, the caretaker at a cemetery in a small town in Bourgogne, of terrible losses and rebirths, absences and determination in believing…
Last week, this blog turned 11 years old. On the same day, February the 1st, we celebrated 1 year of our podcast, Cooking with an Italian Accent, and 3 years of Romula, the company that Tommaso and I created to officially work together, a commitment that anticipated our wedding, too!…
My grandmother has a sweet tooth, she has always room for dessert. When she was a child, before going to school, she would stop at a local mill, owned by the family of one of her friend, and they would pick a handful of dried chestnuts from the big sacks…
January feels like the longest month. Until a few years ago, it was dreadful. Those cold days would not pass, a sequence of frozen mornings and dark nights without the Christmas sparkle. It was like a tiring watch, waiting for Spring to bloom. Usually, around mid-February, at the first timid…
Reading the words that guided me through the last two years, I see a pattern. In 2018, I chose craft and seasonality. My plan was to hone my skills, working like an artisan, and have a seasonal approach to life, not just to cooking. I didn’t want to waste time,…
In just a couple of days, we bought the gifts that were missing and we simply decorated the house with my little seven year old juniper tree, a few baubles, stings of lights and a nativity scene. It's incredible how quickly a few lights and the smell of a juniper…