Like most locales dependent upon seasonal tourism, there is a certain sadness to Sorrento in the winter. Its desolation is… Read more The Sorrows of Sorrento
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Sto Bene! Sto Bene!
It wasn’t my intention to find myself yakking out the window of a taxi and screaming, “Sto bene! Sto bene!”… Read more Sto Bene! Sto Bene!
The Silent Shrieks of Shrimp: A Meal Disruption
No one warns you when you leave America that the heads of shrimp don’t come simply decapitated. You have to… Read more The Silent Shrieks of Shrimp: A Meal Disruption
Macchinetta Overload
I have a predilection for coffee. In the morning, pre-afternoon, afternoon, pre-evening and night. I found it easy to get… Read more Macchinetta Overload
La Sicurezza della Famiglia
The Roma were always working. From the outside looking in, it appeared as though they weren’t doing anything–mere beggars taking… Read more La Sicurezza della Famiglia
Sono Sylvia (Nella Mia Mente)
I don’t remember the last time I went to Fontana di Trevi. It was some year long before it had been massively… Read more Sono Sylvia (Nella Mia Mente)
You Can’t Walk A Kilometer in My Supergas
Barely a week has passed since my migration to Italy from France. I make my way down to Rome at… Read more You Can’t Walk A Kilometer in My Supergas
I’m Neapolitan, Bitch
I get into the cab after arriving at Porta Garibaldi in Milan under the misguided impression that my driver will… Read more I’m Neapolitan, Bitch
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