Today’s Haiku Sunday is all about Italian Food. I am almost starving because I went through a pile of food photos this morning and changed my Haiku theme to something I have devoted my life to doing: eating. These photos were all taken on our most recent trip in May. Happy July everyone! a local road leads to the depths of the sea on our first day in Italy
Give me a 38 hour work week, a low salary, a pension, 4 weeks of holiday, and at least 2 days off every week while throwing a bunch of ding- dongs who rarely speak my language at me, and I would very likely not give a shit either about being friendly, attentive, suggestive of specials, and especially about turning tables.
A ray of light on the wall of the Pantheon. In this greatest functioning example of ancient architecture I am always amazed that the renaissance genius Raphael is entombed here.
20 years ago I boarded a flight from DFW to Rome. I had no idea what to expect as I was older than most of my classmates and nearly missed out on the journey because I had not gone the semester before with my friends. Just 1 year prior to my Rome departure I had a meltdown semester where I changed majors twice, dropped all my classes, and spent my evenings drinking cheap beer and smoking roll-your-own cigs while pining for a girl who had no interest in me.
These Amazing Bigne’ (cream puffs) Came in 3 Flavors Happy Holidays Blissful Reindeer! Today I will not bombard you with anything more than images of a beautiful few days of holiday dining with our dear friends from Southern Italy. As the four of us were fish out of water this Christmas we decided to celebrate together this important holiday; and around this house that means with great food and vino. Laura Giordano was our guest chef and she along with her partner Antonello Losito own and operate The Cooking School La Cucina at Gelso Bianco in Puglia, Italy. Laura also […]
This is part 2 of my existential piece on snoring in Europe and how it enlightened me on Friendship, duty, and following my passion. Keep in mind I was living in Tuscany at the time this was written. Some fine work by my colleagues Alfonso Cevola and Jeremy Parzen have brought the subject of DOCG wines from the Montecucco appellation in Tuscany to light this week, and as I was embarking on a job in this area at the time I penned this, I thought it an appropriate piece for the week.
Ca’ del Fico is available in May! Since I have been involved in Puglia my dear friend Antonello’s stunning villa (Ca’ del Fico)in the hills outside of FASANO in Puglia has never been available in May. As my readers know I fell in love with this amazing property in 2006 when I set eyes upon its’ acres of olive trees, orchards of figs, and view of the Adriatic. Now, my first year removed as owner of Southern Visions Travel, I am more enamored than ever by the region and by this stunning piece of property.
In the beginning God created the heaven and the earth. And the earth was without form, and void and darkness was upon the face of the deep The above well-known and immensely provocative quote is 140 characters in length. I am setting out to utilize the concision of language prevalent in Twitter to succinctly review the multitude of restaurants where I dine regularly and have dined on occasion. I am certain that some of my colleagues and friends will argue that any depth or subtlety in my reviews will be egregiously absent. To my detractors I present the argument that […]
In 2006 I left Backroads and moved to Houston to work for SPECs. The surreal 12 hours I worked at SPECs will most certainly be a later blog post. Shortly after those revealing hours I went to work for Jerry Lasco at The Tasting Room and many of you know the details of my life in wine during that time. I met Juliet, opened some wine joints, and lived high on the fat in one of the best places to be fat in America. In 2007 I rekindled my friendship with Antonello and we began to discuss his exciting ideas […]
I came to Vietnam looking for the heart of darkness and somehow I found the light. After 3 days going down the Mekong like Martin Sheen and finishing my nights with Chanh Muoi (amazing pickled limes with soda) I was blown away by the kindness of the people and the remarkable distance a few US$ could carry me.
