One of the things I love in Italy is going to the weekly neighborhood outdoor markets. When we’re in Milan, you can find me every Thursday...
A. S. Furbetta
COTOLETTA MON AMOUR
I was going to title this post The Last Supper in Milan, but I was afraid you’d think I was writing about Leonardo Da Vinci. I’m not. I’m writing...
STENDHAL SYNDROME
Have you ever been overwhelmed by the beauty of a piece of art? In other words, have you ever experienced Stendhal Syndrome? I was hit with a double...
STARVING IN ITALY
In the last post, I noted that if you can afford a panino, you can afford a ticket to La Scala. But sadly, not everyone can afford a sandwich. I...
LA SCALA FOR THE FIRST TIME
I grew up with parents who loved opera. Every Saturday afternoon, my father would set up a card table in the family room with his large FM stereo...
HENRI BEYLE AKA STENDHAL
Ever since since I arrived in Milan for the first time in May 1800 I have loved that city. There I knew the greatest happiness and the...