Inspired by our trip to Rome, we wanted to share with you this easy recipe of a classic Italian bruschetta. With a few ingredients and a griddle pan you can create a fantastic Italian meal in less than ten minutes. Better than pizza?
Can you guess our next destination?
I have to visit Venice at least once a year. It’s in my veins. I need it like my morning coffee fix. So even if it’s only for a few hours, I have to breathe that Venetian salty air that my great-grandmother used to claim was the best of the world. So during my last trip to Italy, between walks in the fields of Vicenza and road trips in Trentino, I managed to spend 5 hours in Venice. Only 5 hours. It wasn’t enought but I made the most of what I had.
A couple of weks ago I made a short trip to Italy to visit my family. I stayed in a small but lovely village next to Vicenza for four days only, but I was lucky enough to squeeze a couple of charming day trips. One day we decided to escape from the high temperatures and drive up to the Trentino mountains.
We’re having quite a nice Summer, with high temperatures and just a few Summer showers. In fact, we are enjoying the best Summer since we moved to Germany. But a couple of weeks ago our Sunday was just like November. Dark, rainy and cold. So I decided that the best way to cope with such a terrible day was trying a new recipe from my new cookbook. There is something so comforting in the scent of freshly baked goods… It improves the most terrible atmosphere. And this rum infused fragant Focaccia was exactly what the doctor ordered.
Eat and travel. The biggest pleasures in life! I’m sure that if you are reading this blog you agree with us. Maybe, like us, you live for those glorious moments in life when you discover a lovely restaurant in a gorgeous setting, you taste a new flavour for the first time… Sometimes the food is outstanding, others it’s the moment, the company and the location. So before leaving for our next trip this Thursday, we’ve decided to reminisce about the best food we’ve ever eaten abroad:
I think I was seven the first time I saw Lake Como. The views were preceed by a feast on what for me was the best pizza in the world. I remember how elegant all seemed, how big the palazzi were, how beautiful the landscape was… Now I realize those memories epitomize the Italian dream: the beautiful women, the luxury cars, the scrumptious food washed down by cocktails, the blue waters against the classic ochre buildings… everything was flawless yet lively. It was perfect.And lately I’ve been thinking about coming back and savour that pizza, admire the architecture and splash a little bit like the kid I was. I hope I mantain that same curiosity, I would love to revive those memories and create new fantastic ones. That’s what Italy does to me: it makes me happy, nostalgic and eager for new adventures all at the same time!
2014 has been a bittersweet year. We’ve had some wonderful times, but we’ve lived some really tough moments too. All in all we’ve learnt a lot. Since we want to focus on the positive, we’ve put together a list of our favourite moments of 2014.
The first memory I have of Padova is an image of my feet. I think was 6 years old. I was wearing a new pair of beautiful navy Victorias. We were on the street waiting to cross the road and my feet were burning. Were my bright white soles melting? It was boiling hot! Now that I think about it, my first memory of Padova was a #fromwhereIstand shot! Anyway, I used to visit Padova with my mum every Summer. I’m not going to lie: at first I hated it. The heat, the confusing streets, the visits we had to pay to hundreds of old women who gave me sticky dried fruits that I pretended to like because it would have been rude not to do so… But as I grew older, I started listening to those ladies: they were my grandma’s friends and they told me amazing yet terrifying stories about the II World War and how my family survived. As time went by, those streets turned out to be the settting of my grandparents love story. …
Every time I visit my family in Italy we try to spend at least one afternoon in Bassano del Grappa. I’m not lying, this charming little town has already appeared on the blog (click)! It’s one of my favourite places in the world. The faded colours of the buildings, the nice lively atmosphere on the streets, the elegant shops and the fresh air that comes from the montains make me want to come back again and again. Last month, during my short Italian getaway we managed to squeeze in our tight schedule a short visit to Bassano . Luckily for us, a special farmers’ market with regional produce was taking place at the Piazza. I took a few pictures, if you’d like to see…