Italy for Foodies: Cioccomenta
When I want to treat myself here in Italy, I order a cioccomenta. Or, if you would prefer its full name, try saying cioccolata calda …
When I want to treat myself here in Italy, I order a cioccomenta. Or, if you would prefer its full name, try saying cioccolata calda …
So, the start of this week marked the end of Carnevale – this just over half a month long extravaganza when masks, confetti and stunning …
It is ten to nine on a crisp January morning when my train pulls into Venice Santa Lucia train station. It is quiet, cold and …
What do you do when you need to go across the Grand Canal in Venice and you are miles away from the nearest bridge? Why, …
How good a boy or a girl have you been in the preceding twelve months is a question of utter importance to every Italian child …
In the hazy mornings of autumnal Veneto, people, houses and streets fade out to a blurred outline. All of a sudden naked branches pierce through …
Several years ago I was enjoying a long weekend in Tuscany. It was the stuff my dreams are made of. Long hot days. Inspiring architecture. …
No, it’s not the centuries-old architecture, the majestic countryside, the fabulous art, the sonorous Italian language or the easy access to copious amounts of exceedingly good …