DAYS AWAY FROM ITALY

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THE FIRST THREE POSTS

OR, HOW IT ALL BEGAN

590 Days and Counting

 May 2, 2021 | Eccomi

The other night, I sat glued to Stanley Tucci: Searching for Italy, watching the first show in the TV series for the umpteenth time, thanks to CNN’s generous rebroadcast schedule. When Stanley headed to the Amalfi Coast with his wife Felicity and described, once again, their love of spaghetti alla nerano, my mouth started to water, followed by my eyes. It was then I finally understood my problem. I am Starving for Italy. More accurately, after 590 days away from Italy – and counting – I am …

Starving for the First Time

 May 4, 2021 | Eccomi

When I found myself watching over and over again the episodes of Stanley Tucci: Searching for Italy, I realized I was Starving for Italy. Within a few days of the diagnosis, I decided to launch this blog and share my love and longing for Italy with others who share my condition. We’ll cure ourselves together. As I described in my inaugural post, I fell for Italy following a first vacation thirty years ago to Milan, Venice and Cortina d’Ampezzo with my best friend Janet. …

Becoming A. S. Furbetta

 May 6, 2021 | Eccomi

I met with literary agents for the first time 25 years ago in Bologna at the annual book fair held there. I had an idea for a book based on my experiences working for an investment bank in Milan, which I pitched as a cross between Liar’s Poker and A Year in Provence.  I decided I needed a pseudonym before discussing the project and chose A. S. Furbetta, the writing name I use today. I chose Furbetta out of fascination with a central component of Italian culture, fare il furbo

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STARVING IN ITALY

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 thank my favorite 11 year old, Brooklyn, for this post. When Brooklyn first heard about my blog, she googled Starving for...

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LA SCALA FOR THE FIRST TIME

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 radio. Then he would sit down with the ever-present piles of paperwork from his office and work to LIVE FROM THE MET....

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HENRI BEYLE AKA STENDHAL

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 greatest pain; there above all I had my first experience of pleasure, which makes a place a home.   There I desire to...

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